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(j.p. maunick/g. harvey) |
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He wanted to believe that the |
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Field was his to play |
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Say's he's happy that she's gone away |
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Any fool can tell she's here to stay |
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From his mind she would never stray |
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He's trying to hide it |
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But inside the pain can't be denied |
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I guess he`s too far gone |
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No he's spendin' all his time tryin' |
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To tell the world he's free |
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Depp inside he know he'll never be |
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And now it seems that he's lost the key |
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He's like a raft driftin' out at sea |
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He's tryin' to to fake it |
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But the sadness is all that he can feel |
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I guess that he's too far gone |
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He cannot see that as he talks |
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He's takin' a road that is goin' nowhere |
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There's no tellin' hime, he's too far gone |
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He's walkin' down the street lookin' sure of himself today |
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He's never short of things to say |
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In his mind he knows he's lost his way |
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It's the proce he has to pay. |
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Gone too far |
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Too far gone |
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Gone too far |
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Too far gone |
