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There's a little bit of you and some of me |
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There's a little bit of everything you see |
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But you don't know why Harry cried |
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There's a time right after love when you feel low |
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Like a bird with perfect wings denied the sky |
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But you don't know why Harry cried |
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Take a look at the common man |
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He can talk with the use of his hands |
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Pass you on by with a smile |
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Like he just don't care |
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Take a look at yourself in the light |
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People see by the look in your eyes |
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Either you're deaf or you're blind |
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Or you just don't care Well something stirred today |
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Young Harry he passed away |
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Someone moves and a leaf falls to the ground |
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Morning comes and he is not around |
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But you don't know why Harry cried |
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Well you pick him up and you put him in your hand |
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And he slips on through like tiny bits of sand |
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But you don't know why Harry cried |
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Take a look at the common man |
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He can talk with the use of his hands |
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Pass you on by with a smile |
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Like he just don't care |
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Take a look at yourself in the light |
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People see by the look in your eyes |
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Either you're deaf or you're blind |
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Or you just don't care Well something stirred today |
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Young Harry he passed away |
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Bye bye |