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I was back home When your mother asked my mother to ask me to drive I didn't go inside To hear her try explain Why your friends couldn't come Why your sisters and brothers couldn't come Love is hard work look around There's a comforting smile so weak it could be mine I am at ease Between branches of trees Lights of little cities, Little neighbourhoods and starlit little streets We're all strangers to begin She remembers when I used to let them in Love is hard work on your fears Have I made myself clear |