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What do you do, when it's all behind you |
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Every day, someone else reminds you |
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When times were sweet. |
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Wings on your feet, and bells on your toes |
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Ahh, only heaven knows.... |
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What do you do when you've lost the feeling |
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Nowhere to go, you've reached the ceiling |
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Right behind the floor, no window, no door, |
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Yeah, everything's closed |
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Oh, only heaven knows. |
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Love is a treat, it's a magical feat |
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Illusion of the real; |
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You're never quite sure if it's real what you feel |
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Or just something, yeah, that you've felt before. |
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Only heaven knows. |
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Love is a treat, it's a magical feat, etc. |
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What do you do when you know you're losing |
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Sit on your ass and let the blues in; |
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Think of what you had |
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And how it all went bad; |
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You sent her a rose |
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And only heaven knows only heaven knows |
