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somehow he makes it past the room they shared the twenty years before she killed him she drowned him with a letter left on a desk and with every step it echoes through the empty house i'm leaving i'm leaving you i don't love you somehow he visits the old and worn smiles on sunday at church-scrubbed faces and celebrates Christmas with fewer lights this year there's fewer lights this year i'm leaving i'm leaving you i don't love you and every day he still falls and prays take me home take me home Aus Songtexte Mania