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He came from somewhere back in her long ago |
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The sentimental fool don't see |
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Tryin' hard to recreate |
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What had yet to be created once in her life |
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She musters a smile for his nostalgic tale |
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Never coming near what he wanted to say |
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Only to realize it never really was |
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Bridge: |
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She had a place in his life |
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He never made her think twice |
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As he rises to her apology |
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Anybody else would surely know |
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He's watching her go |
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Chorus: |
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But what a fool believes he sees |
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No wise man has the power to reason away |
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What seems to be |
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Is always better than nothing |
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And nothing at all... |
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Keeps sending him somewhere back in her long ago |
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Where he can still believe there's a place in her life |
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Someday, somewhere, she will return |
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(Bridge) |
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But what a fool believes he sees |
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No wise man has the power to reason away |
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What seems (if love can come and love can go...) to be |
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(...then why can't love return once more?) |
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Is always better than nothing |
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(Who's got the power?) |
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And nothing at all (oh now) |
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What a fool believes (I believe she's never gone away, hey...) he sees |
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No wise man has the power (to reason away) to reason away |
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What seems (oh if love can come, and love can go) to be |
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(Oh now now) |
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Always better than nothing (better than nothing) |
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And nothing at all... |
