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This is about parting ways |
| It’s been a long time since you left Month’s maybe even years, But your hair’s still everywhere On my pillows and my socks By the strands and by the locks That is all that’s left of you Because you’re gone Out of my life with the toss of a toothbrush There are no letters in my mailbox No voice after the tone Only your hairs to remind me That it’s years since you’ve been gone Gone with the toss of a toothbrush Gone with the memories that fade Gone with the future and tomorrows today Gone with the hair that will never turn gray There are no candles burning And not a ribbon round a tree Besides your hair nothing reminds me That there was a you and me Gone with the toss of a toothbrush Gone with the toss of your hair |