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If you could read my mind, love, |
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What a tale my thoughts could tell. |
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Just like an old time movie, |
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'Bout a ghost from a wishing well. |
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In a castle dark or a fortress strong, |
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With chains upon my feet. |
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You know that ghost is me. |
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And I will never be set free |
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As long as I'm a ghost that you can't see. |
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If I could read your mind, love, |
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What a tale your thoughts could tell. |
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Just like a paperback novel, |
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The kind the drugstores sell. |
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When you reached the part |
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where the heartaches come, |
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The hero would be me. |
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But heroes often fail, |
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And you won't read that book again |
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Because the ending's just too hard to take! |
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I'd walk away like a movie star |
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Who gets burned in a three way script. |
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Enter number two: |
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A movie queen to play the scene |
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Of bringing all the good things out in me. |
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But for now, love, let's be real; |
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I never thought I could act this way |
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And I've got to say that I just don't get it. |
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I don't know where we went wrong, |
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But the feeling's gone |
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And I just can't get it back. |
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If you could read my mind, love, |
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What a tale my thoughts could tell. |
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Just like an old time movie, |
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'Bout a ghost from a wishing well. |
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In a castle dark or a fortress strong. |
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With chains upon my feet. |
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But stories always end, |
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And if you read between the lines, |
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You'll know that I'm just tryin' to understand |
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The feelin's that you lack. |
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I never thought I could feel this way |
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And I've got to say that I just don't get it. |
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I don't know where we went wrong, |
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But the feelin's gone |
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And I just can't get it back |
