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(timothy b. schmit) |
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If it seems to you that i am fading |
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Everytime i try to talk to you |
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The words i'm speaking distort the view |
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And then i end up thinkin' what can i do |
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Now you're slippin' away for a new |
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Always hoping that the day will come |
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When i can face it, won't have to run |
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When all there has been is yet to come |
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When i don't hide my face from the sun |
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And i know it's myself it's not you |
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I can see everything |
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It's all in your smile that brings |
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All of the special things about you |
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If you could feel the way |
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That i do today we could |
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Find us a better way to get through |
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Everytime i climb into your eyes |
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I get so wasted and hypnotized |
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But there is one thing you can't disguise |
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That you're slippin' away for a new |
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Baby if i could control the time |
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Then i could stop it and redifine |
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Just what is real and how i've been so blind |
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I could put all the words into rhyme |
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And i know it's myself it's not you |
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If it seems to you that i am fading |
