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             I remember Jenn.

             I remember when.

             I remember your face.

             I remember this place.

             I remember this space.

  

           I've been here before.



            I've been on the street before.

             I've opened this door.

             Again, I've decided to explore.

            It's something I can ignore.



             I've been here before.



             A life that seems to repeat.

             It's really not neat.

             My feet, an amazing feat.

             I hope I won't meet defeat.



                I've been here before.



            Before, I've been down this path.

            There are some who laugh.

            There are some so knowing smile.

            As I walk these miles.

              

             I've been here before.



             When dark was my night.

            You took away all my fright.

             My hot pain, at it's peak.

            A summer rain.

            Me, see, you did speak.



             I've been here before.



            I remember you.

            I remember when we talked.

            I remember when we walked.

            Your boat, my dock.

  

              I've been here before.

            

            Yes, it's true.  

            You saved me from being blue.

            You also made me blue.

            Yes, it's true.  What can I do?



               I've been here before.



               You, I could not ignore.

              Open my door, to me you said.

              All the though my head.

              As I lay in bed.



              I've been here before.



             I guess I wanted more food.

             It puts me in a good mood.

             I guess I wanted some more.

             Another taste of your ice cream,

             It's better than a dream.



              I've been here before.



             I'm not really strong.

             I love this love song.

             I, with you, want to belong.

             We really get along.



              I've been here before.



              It's quite a mess.  

              I do have to confess.

       All the money, honey, won, on

          the show called Press.

      

          I've been here before.



        I don't know if it's the best.

       My heart in my chest.

       Again, I wanted to start something with my dear.    

       I do have some fear.

      

           Oh, I've been here before.

           Yeah, I've been here before.