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Tomorrow |
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Will it really come? |
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And if it does come |
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Will I still be human? |
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All I ask of you is one thing that you never do |
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Would you put your arms around me? |
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I won't tell anyone |
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Tomorrow |
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Does it have to come? |
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All I ask of you is one thing that you'll never do |
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Would you put your arms around me? |
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I won't tell anybody |
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Tomorrow |
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And what must come before |
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Oh, the pain in my arms |
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Oh, the pain in my legs |
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Oh, my shiftless body |
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Tomorrow |
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It's surely nearer now |
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You don't think I'll make it |
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I never said I wanted to |
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Well, did I? |
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Oh, the pain in my arms |
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Oh, the pain in my legs |
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Oh, yeah, oh, yeah |
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No, yeah, no, yeah |
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Through my shiftless body |
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Tomorrow |
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Tomorrow |
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All I ask of you, oh |
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Is would you tell me that you love me |
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Tell me, tell me that you love me |
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Tell me, tell me that you love me |
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Tell me that you love me |
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Ah, I know you don't mean it |
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Ah, I know you don't mean it |
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Tell me, tell me that you love me |
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Tell me, tell me that you love me |
