Our boxes are packed and almost ready to go.

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I’m standing here outside your door.

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We hate to wake you up to say goodbye.

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But the dawn is breaking its early morn.

The taxi’s waiting

he already blew his horn.

Already we are so lonesome we could cry.

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So kiss me and smile for me.

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Tell me you’ll wait for me.

Hold me like you’ll never let me go.

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We are leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when we will be back again. So goodbye and keep smiling. You have touched our lives forever, don’t you know.

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