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I took your hand and |
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Held it in my clutch |
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But it was never mine, oh |
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You're loving something |
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Of a Midas Touch |
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The ones you need |
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You turn to stone |
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Well sail on |
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Sail on till you're gone |
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And there's some |
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With all your broken pieces, pieces |
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Well sail on |
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Sail on till you're gone |
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And there's some |
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With all your broken pieces, pieces |
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And now you're spewing out |
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Those lonely lives |
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You say you changed it all around |
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But you'll be gone again |
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When the winds blow |
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Oh sailor, another state to claim |
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With your flag upon the ground |
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Well sail on |
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Sail on till you're gone |
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And there's some |
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With all your broken pieces, pieces |
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Well sail on |
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Sail on till you're gone |
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And there's some |
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With all your broken pieces, pieces |
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How do I do to let it go |
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Whatever time it'll take to break you |
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Burden out lives |
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And sound of sirens |
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Sail on |
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Sail on |
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Sail on |
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Sail on |
