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Do you still feel younger than you thought you would by now |
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Or, darling, have you started feeling old yet? |
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Don't worry, I'm sure that you're still breaking hearts |
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With the efficiency that only youth can harness |
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And do you still think love is a laserquest |
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Or do you take it all more seriously? |
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I've tried to ask you this in some daydreams that I've had |
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But you're always busy being make believe |
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And do you look into the mirror to remind yourself you're there |
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Or has somebody's good night kisses got that covered |
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Well, I'm not being honest |
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I'll pretend that you were just some lover |
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Now I can't think of there without thinking of you |
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I doubt that comes as a surprise |
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And I can't think of anything to dream about |
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I can't find anywhere to hide |
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And when I'm hanging on by the rings around my eyes |
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And I convince myself I need another |
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And for a minute it gets easier to pretend |
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That you were just some lover |
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When I'm pipe and slippers and rocking chair |
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Singing dreadful songs about something |
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Well, I've found a better method of pretending |
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You were just some lover |
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Well, I've found a better method of pretending |
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You were just some lover |
