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Lyrics: ATB. Future Memories. Missing.


I step off the train
I'm walking down your street again
Past your door,
But you don't live there anymore

It's years since you've been here
Now you've disappeared somewhere, like outer space
You've found some better place

And I miss you like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you like the deserts miss the rain

Could you be dead?
You always were two steps ahead
Of everyone
They fell behind, but you would run

I look up at your house
And I can almost hear you shout down to me
Where I always used to be

And I miss you like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you like the deserts miss the rain

Back on the train
I ask why did I come again?
Can I confess?
I've been hanging 'round your old address

Years have proved to offer nothing since you've moved
You're long gone
I can't move on

And I miss you...
And I miss you...

And I miss you like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you...

I step off the train
I'm walking down the street again
Past your door, but you don't live there anymore

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