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I had a lover one that'd flown far and high overseas. Too soon it was over- it was bittersweet. And he sent me a letter and soon all my tears had been shed He was done getting battered, it's good it's gone It said all done inside his state of mind. Because nothing ever stays the same So I had another, whose letters were often too sweet He's still in recovery from my bitterness. Now I'm sending letters one too many months I was late He's done getter better, oh it's good it's gone I'd said all done inside this state of mind, where nothing ever stays the same Now I have a lover, who lives close to me on the same sea Sometimes it's bitter, but most the time sweet We've said all done inside this state of mind And hope that nothing stays the same