Where are you now, Suzanne?
Sometimes I think I dreamed
you from the start.
Where are you now, Suzanne;
Tell me who to run to, to
hide.
I was holding on to my imagination,
Imagining you'd be the only
one.
Seemed like every time I kissed
you,
Was just another way to miss
you.
- I should have known that
love was on the run.
Where are you now, Suzanne?
Sometimes I think I dreamed
you from the start.
Where are you now, Suzanne;
Tell me what you've done,
Tell me what you do this time,
Tell me what to do to my heart.
Well I know you could have
loved the man that I could never be;
You know you never loved me
like I am.
Well I tried so hard to hold
you,
That I've never even told
you
I knew inside you loved some
other man.
Where are you now, Suzanne?
Sometimes I think I dreamed
you from the start.
Where are you now, Suzanne?
Where are you now, Suzanne,
Where are you now, tell me.
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