Goodbye, The Postmarks.
Good-bye i'
ll be gone when you open your eyes
i'm skipping town like a stone thrown
across the water gonna set sail there's
no need for you to wave cos
i'm catching one on my own now
don't leave a key underneath the mat for me
cos i won't be coming back around
here good-bye
i'm not gonna cry as
i'm hopping that train knowing that
i won't see you again don't leave a key
underneath the mat for me cos
i won't be coming back around here
taking a plane into the sky
i'm not gonna look down and
i'm not gonna look back so
don't leave a key underneath
the mat for me cos
i won't be coming back around here
coming back around here...
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