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I would take it easy if you'd take easy back.
I've spent too much tonight on celebration.
No one here will toast your name they'd had it after 10.
They pat my back to end the conversation.
After all this time the hardest part it seemed would be the end,
But after there's a smile to pretend.
The cigarettes you left here are too precious now to smoke.
Your pink umbrella still hangs in the hall.
I'm still finding your hair on everything I wear.
I'd waited all damn summer for that call.
All this time the hardest part it seemed would be the end,
But after there's a smile to pretend.