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Every time I think of you |
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I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue |
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It's no problem of mine |
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But it's a problem I find |
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Living a life that I can't leave behind |
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But there's no sense in telling me |
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The wisdom of the fool won't set you free |
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But that's the way that it goes |
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And it's what nobody knows |
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well every day my confusion grows |
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Every time I see you falling |
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I get down on my knees and pray |
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I'm waiting for that final moment |
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You say the words that I can't say |
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I feel fine and I feel good |
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I'm feeling like I never should |
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Whenever I get this way |
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I just don't know what to say |
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Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday |
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I'm not sure what this could mean |
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I don't think you're what you seem |
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I do admit to myself |
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That if I hurt someone else |
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Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be |
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Every time I see you falling |
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I get down on my knees and pray |
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I'm waiting for that final moment |
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You say the words that I can't say |
