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I may seem wise |
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I may seem old feels like |
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I just came into this world |
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I beg and lie and then regret, |
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I run and grab and soon forget |
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I can feel |
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I see two skies above |
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One to be with, one - to love |
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I envy them. |
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They never lose, 'cos they have a choice not to choose |
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I can feel |
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I see two skies above |
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Clouds and clouds and clouds are passing by |
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Watch the clouds, while they cross the sky |
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If I should choose among them all |
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I'd be confused, |
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I'd feel small |
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Clouds and clouds and clouds are passing by |
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I may seem wise |
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I may seem old feels like |
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I just came into this world |
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I beg and lie and then regret, |
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I run and grab and soon forget |
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I may seem wise |
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I may seem old feels like |
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I just came into this world |
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I beg and lie and then regret, |
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I run and grab and soon forget... |
