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Written about a house i was leaving after a blissful winter there
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up the creek
words and music by
john greene
Gonna miss you when you’re gone
But time has come for moving on
I’ll still have the photographs of you
See the street lamps coming on
Light is fading soon be gone
Tomorrow I’ll be chasing after you
Up the creek, down the river
The thought of going back, makes me shiver
And that time has come around too fast
Loving things and letting go
Is the hardest thing I know
But no-one stays on mountain tops too long
Yes I’ll miss you when you’re gone
But it’s time for moving on
And I still have the photographs of you
Up the creek, down the river
The thought of going back, makes me shiver
And that time has come around too fast
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