She comes back to tell me she's gone
As if I didn't know that
As if I didn't know my own bed
As if I'd never noticed the way she brushed her hair from her forehead
And she said losing love is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart, everybody sees the wind blow
Song: Graceland
Artist: Paul Simon
Album: Graceland
1986, Warner Bros.
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