Against All Odds – by Phil Collins(2 of 4)

So take a look at me now, oh there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothin’ left here to remind me
Just the memory of your face
Ooh, take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space
And you coming back to me is against the odds
And that’s what I’ve got to face

I wish, I could just make you turn around
Turn around and see me cry
There’s so much I need to say to you so many reasons why
You’re the only one who really knew me at all

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