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Everything reminds me of you
Simple, beloved,
everyday things of yours
seem to be waiting along with me
for you to come; even if there was no other sunrise to follow
All our love fills the room
just like a song we used to sing together
Faces and words, and this dream that now is creaking…
What will be true, when the dawn comes?
Everything reminds me of you
Simple, beloved,
everyday things of yours…
Everything reminds me of you
All our closest friends
are now in the tavern, or at the cinema
On my own here, I’m reading the letter you had sent me
Before we kissed for the very first time
All our love fills the room
just like a song we used to sing together
Faces and words, and this dream that now is creaking…
What will be true, when the dawn comes?
Everything reminds me of you
Simple, beloved,
everyday things of yours…