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You are not the man
You are not the man
And I am not the woman
I will never be your wife
Or grow old with your children
I will never feel your breath
Or hear you coming home late at night
You will never feel my fingers
Brush your hair from your sweet face
And I will never know what it feels like
To feel you inside of me
You will never make me real
And I will never think you really care
You will always mourn what you don�t have
And I will never be what you want
I will never be the one you dream of
Just the one you will remember |
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