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zuò qǔ : Bedingfield, Frampton. . . |
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zuò cí : BEDINGFIELD, NATASHA FRAMPTON, ANDREW KIPNER, STEVE WILKINS, WAYNE |
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I' ve been livin in a room without windows |
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Away from the sun, no oxygen |
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I couldn' t tell if it was day or night |
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Away from the sun, growing nowhere fast |
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Rushing along on the pavement |
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Don' t even look at the people' s faces, going places |
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When an old man said stop |
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You nearly stepped on a flower |
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Growing through the cracks |
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And you didn' t even notice |
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Wake up smell the roses |
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Life is happening and you don' t know it |
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Wake up, take a moment |
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Grab it in your hands. . . and own it |
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Du du du du du du. . . . . . . . . . . |
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I realise our love is like that flower |
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Been neglecting the thing most precious to me |
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You' ve been talking but I haven' t been listening |
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The static in the noise been drowning you out |
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I so wanna be in the future |
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That I keep tripping |
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Over my own shoe laces |
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In these human races |
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And i' m brought back to now |
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And the volume goes down |
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There' s peace in his words as loud as a shout sayin' |
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Wake up smell the roses |
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Life is happening and you don' t know it |
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Wake up, take a moment |
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Grab it in your hands. . . and own it |
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He says |
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Wake up smell the roses |
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Life is happening and you don' t know it |
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Wake up, take a moment |
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Grab it in your hands. . . and own it |
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Du du du du du du. . . . . . . . . . . |
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Like your birthday I forgot |
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I was with you |
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But I was not. . . really there |
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Snap your fingers, that' s your life |
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Not gonna let it pass me by no |
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When an old man said stop |
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You nearly stepped on a flower |
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Growing through the cracks |
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And you didn' t even notice |
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He says |
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Wake up smell the roses |
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Life is happening and you don' t know it |
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Wake up, take a moment |
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Grab it in your hands. . . and own it |
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Wake up smell the roses |
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Life is happening and you don' t know it |
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Wake up, take a moment |
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Grab it in your hands. . . |
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and own it |
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Du du du du du du. . . . . . . . . . . |