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this is not goodbye, it's
just, so long
I'm not... so gone
just not seen, long
　
what's the use in
holding on
sitting at home
all alone
patting my foot
with, folded arms
　
maybe you will see me
in one of your dreams
if I see you
we can go have
some ice cream
　
it always made me smile
when I was a child
laugh and talk a little while
wish I could taste
that just once more
　
so good
made me want more
before the recipe changed
it's more than
chill to my brain
everybody knows that kind of pain
when you love in vein
what we had wasn't so bad
too bad it had to
melt so fast
　
