So you're leaving
In the morning
On the early train
I could say everything's alright
I could pretend and say goodbye
You've got your ticket
Got your suitcase
Got your leaving smile
I could say that's the way it goes
I could pretend and you won't know
That I was lying
'Cos I can't stop loving you
I can't stop loving you
No, I can't stop loving you
Though I try
We took a taxi
To the station
Not a word was said
I saw you walk across the road
For maybe the last time, but I don't know
Feeling humble
I heard a rumble
From the railway track
And when I hear that whistle blow
I'll walk away and you won't know
That I was lying
'Cos I can't stop loving you
I can't stop loving you
No, I can't stop loving you
Though I try
'Cos I can't stop loving you
I can't stop loving you
I just can't stop loving you
Why should I try
Why should I try
Jei mano protevis pries 770 metu buvo koks jotvingis, jis prie Mindaugo valdymo turbut mego muzika prie lauzo ir buvo snekorius, pasakorius, fantaziorius
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