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Excuse me |
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If I may |
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Turn your attention |
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My way |
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One moment |
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I won't plead |
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It isn't much |
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It's what I need |
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And what's so small to you |
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Is so large to me |
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If it's the last thing I do |
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I'll make you see |
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If you turn from me |
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You darken my sun |
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You snap that thin thread |
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I call my horizon |
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And I'd like to remind you |
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Of something small |
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That the rock in this pocket |
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Could cause your fall |
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And what's so small to you |
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Is so large to me |
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If it's the last thing I do |
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I'll make you see |
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So small to you |
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And so large to me |
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If its the last thing I do |
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I'll make you see |
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I might be out like a light |
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Extinguished in the throw |
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But I'll hit my mark |
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And you'll know |
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Because I'm really well acquainted |
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With the span of your brow |
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And if you didn't know me then |
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You'll know me now |
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You'll know me now |
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And what's so small to you |
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Is so large to me |
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If its the last thing I do |
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I'll make you see |
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So small to you |
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And so large to me |
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If it's the last thing I do |
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I'll make you see |
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Make you see |
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Make you see |
