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Lately, I've had the strangest feeling |
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With no vivid reason here to find |
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Yet the thought of losing you's been hanging |
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'round my mind |
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For more frequently you're wearing perfume |
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With you say no special place to go |
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But when I ask will you be coming back soon |
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You don't know, never know |
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Well I'm a man of many wishes |
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Hope my premonition misses |
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But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide |
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'Cause they always start to cry |
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'Cause this time could mean goodbye |
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Lately I've been staring in the mirror |
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Very slowly picking me apart |
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Trying to tell myself I have no reason |
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with your heart |
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Just the other night while you were sleeping |
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I vaguely heard you whisper someone's name |
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But when I ask you of the thoughts you're keeping |
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You just say nothing's changed |
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Well I'm a man of many wishes |
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Hope my premonition misses |
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But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide |
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'Cause they always start to cry |
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'Cause this time could mean goodbye, goodbye |
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Oh, I'm a man of many wishes |
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I Hope my premonition misses |
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But what I really feel my eyes won't let me hide |
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'Cause they always start to cry |
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'Cause this time could mean goodbye |
