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Walking Backward

By Frank Grimaldi

Walking backward into a nightmare of your love
The broken pearls are in a bureau draw
With a lovely note of condemnation
But why the birthday card
Why the single rose
Did you sort it out

I can't reciprocate
I haven't got the time
To walk backward
Walking backward

A smile hello from the end of the bar
Lead to nothing further
A telephone call at one a.m.
But no one is there

I can 't reciprocate
I haven't got the time
To walk backward
Walking backward

After all that we've been through
You've got the nerve to show your face
I don't feel pity I don't feel remorse
You won't even sense a trace
There's no second chance
There's no turning back
What's done is done and cannot be changed
Say your peace
Then leave me alone
I've got the future to embrace

The broken pearls are in a bureau draw
With a lovely note of condemnation
But why the birthday card
Why the single rose
Did you sort it out

I can't reciprocate
I haven't got the time
To walk backward
Walking backward, walking backward

Walking backward into a nightmare of your love
Walking backward, walking backward, walking backward

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