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I once knew all the answers, I stood on certain ground |
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A picture of true happiness, confidence so effortless |
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No brighter could be found |
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I never asked the questions that trouble me today |
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I knew all there was to know, love worn lightly, put on show |
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A conquest on display |
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And who would have thought his love could be so good |
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Not me, not me |
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My secrets and my passions understood |
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Not me, not me |
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Who would have guessed he'd throw his world away |
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To be with someone till his dying day |
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Not me, not me |
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I shall not envy lovers, but long for what they share |
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An empty room is merciless, don't be surprised if I confess |
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I need some comfort there |
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And who would have thought his love could be so good |
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Not me, not me |
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My secrets and my passions understood |
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Not me, not me |
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Who would have guessed he'd throw his world away |
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To be with someone till his dying day |
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Not me, not me |
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But not me, oh not me |
