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I still remember watching you walk away
the day you went out the front door
There was much and nothing I could say
so I just sank, in tears, to the floor

I fell asleep there for who knows how long
and I awoke not quite sure where I was
suddenly everything seemed hopelessly wrong
and it took me a moment to realize the cause

You took it with you when you walked out
the music would never sound the same
It would only bring pain, tears, and doubt
Not being good enough for you was to blame

I could not begin to mend my broken heart
so I did the only thing that I could do
I locked it down good & tight for a start
thinking it was the best way to get through

I could listen to the music we loved again
but I could not feel the music anymore
Then I did not have to remember when
I finally had the dream I had lived for

But you took it with you when you walked out
the music would never sound the same
it would only bring pain, tears, and doubt
and not being good enough for you was to blame

Written by H. Gagne