JUST ONE OF THOSE THINGS
(c) 2003 Emile Menasché
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Turn out the lights
Leave the keys on the table
I'll be alright
I'm used to the dark
You don't have to say
What a shame we weren't able
To relight your fire
With my spark

You kiss me goodbye
But it's an air-kiss from the doorway
You say you won't cry
and I believe you, I really do
You don't have to say
That you're doing this for my sake
You're smarter than that
And I am too.

You don't give me a reason that i can accept:
Just one of those things
Just one of those things
Just one of those things sounds like
Something you got from some movie scene
And I don't know what you mean

Gentle with the door
'cause I'll hear that sound forever
The click of the lock
And your steps down the hall
You don't have to say
That you still care, that you'll be there
Everyone is somewhere, after all

You don't give me a reason that i can accept
Just one of those things
Just one of those things
Just one of those things sounds like
Something you prepared
Something you read somewhere
That you thought would play well
For your big farewell
Well, turn out the light
And goodnight.

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