Bitter in its Sweetness/Estranged

Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud; 

You left me and I’ve nowhere to go.

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You carried my heart with you,

You carried it in your heart.

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When the door closed and the sun set

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You took my heart with you,

You carried it in your heart.

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You told me I was whatever a moon has always meant,

And whatever a sun will always sing is you.

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You carry my heart with you,

You carry it in your heart.

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And I wish you would bring it back.