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It's not...yesterday...anymore |
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I go visiting, I talk loud |
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I try to make myself clear |
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In front...of a face...that's nearer |
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Than it's ever been before |
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Not this close before |
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Nearer than before |
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Not this close before |
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It is...is a million...years ago |
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I hear music...and it sounds like bells |
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I feel like my head is high |
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I wish...I could meet...every one |
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Meet them all over again |
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Bring them up to my room |
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Meet them all over again |
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Everyone's up in my room |
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And now...now I'm busy...busy again |
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I feel like sitting down but |
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I'm still thinking...thinking about my friends |
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In my garden...moments |
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But now I'm speaking out |
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Speaking about my friends |
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Now I'm speaking out |
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Thinking about my friends |
