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I can't be here anymore, |
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Just want it to be over. (Over.) |
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Wanna walk where the clouds are big, |
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An' covered in clover (Clouds of clover.) |
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I'm sorry I ever called. |
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Shoulda never, ever, ever picked up the 'phone. (Shoulda forgot your number.) |
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It's turned into a scary dream. |
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I never want it back at all. |
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I never really thought you would answer. |
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Now it's a big blown up thing. |
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I wish you hadn't been at home when the telephone rang. |
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When the telephone rang. |
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I've looked in faces that just looked away. |
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The eyes were dim and cloudy. (Can't see a thing.) |
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The pain of livin' with the hand that's dealt, |
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Is more than I can stand. (Can you take it? Can you take it? Can you take it?) |
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I can't forget all the mistakes I made, |
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It'd take a lifetime to erase them. (No, I can't go back.) |
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An' even I would never change a thing, |
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I can't waste any more time. (Time's a wastin', time's a wastin'.) |
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I never really thought you would answer. |
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Now it's a big blown up thing. |
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I wish you hadn't been at home when the telephone rang. |
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When the telephone rang. |
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Instrumental break. |
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I'm gettin' old an' my friends are few; |
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We're crossin' that big mountain. (Almost to the top, almost to the top.) |
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The sky fills of with the stars and moon and rain, |
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Pours like a fountain. (Water fallin' down.) |
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Oh, I could sit here in the midnight air, |
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An' look at what this life takes from me. (An' what it gives to you.) |
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An' count the reasons why I can't stand myself. |
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Just had to say these things anyway. |
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I never really thought you would answer. |
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Now it's a big blown up thing. |
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I wish you hadn't been at home when the telephone rang. |
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When the telephone rang. |
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When the telephone rang. |
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The ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, when the telephone rang. |
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The ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, when the telephone rang. |
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Oh, I wish you hadn't been at home when the telephone rang. |
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When the telephone rang. |
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When the telephone rang. |
