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WITHOUT A WORD

How can you leave without a word?
Did you think you would be free as a bird?
Itís the most cowardly thing Iíve ever heard!
So tell me how can you leave without a word?

I could not understand it if I tried.
Youíre the kind of girl who keeps it all inside.
Donít you know that you canít run away and hide?
Why donít you let your conscience be your guide?

And tell me how can you leave without a word?
Did you think you would be free as a bird?
Itís the most cowardly thing Iíve ever heard!
So tell me how can you leave without a word?

You left me home alone without a clue,
Wondering whatever did I do.
I am not a clueless man; I do the best I can.
I wish that you would call and talk it through.

And tell me how can you leave without a word?
Did you think you would be free as a bird?
Itís the most cowardly thing Iíve ever heard!
So tell me how can you leave without a word?

Saranac Lake, New York, 1996



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