It seems that I've known you sometime before,
So different and yet the same.
You hold me and love, and are saying good-bye,
Bringing me nothing but pain.
You'd had all your happiness:
But it will be your turn to learn some day.
When you get the same as you gave,
In the very same painful way.
Somewhere there will be another girl,
Just as they all learned before.
And she'll give you all the pain,
When she'll be walking out the door.
It happened so many times before,
You'd think I would have learned.
I often wonder how many times,
A person has to get burned.
Yes, I've known you sometime before,
So different and yet the same.
You held me and loved me and are saying good-bye,
But maybe you're not to blame.
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