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There is nothing for |
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Which I'm responsible |
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Just this baggage I keep carrying on |
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As if I had someone |
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Ok, maybe there is a woman somewhere |
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Who's still thinking of me |
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Or a girl with coal black hair |
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Who's haunted in her dreams |
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But what they've seen |
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Well, it wasn't me |
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It was just some lie |
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They slept beside |
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Yeah, I kept this from them |
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But I can't keep this from you |
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So will you look for me |
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In that strange bright place |
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Where the statues bloom in the park |
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They don't need no rain |
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Cause how I ever got to you |
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I have no idea |
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It's like some secret door |
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Well, it just appeared |
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So, no matter what I do |
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From now on with my time |
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You will always stay here |
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In my mind |
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I am certain of this |
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And I am not certain of anything |
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So I want to get myself attached |
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To something bolted down |
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So these winds of circumstance |
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Won't keep blowing me around |
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From when I land |
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To when I leave |
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There is enough time |
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To sleep and sing |
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I keep running around |
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When all I want is to lay motionless |