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(Crowe)Take all the white circles from a deep dark blue background, |
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Throw them into the air, just to see where they come down. |
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I said there was emotion, |
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I didn't get specific, |
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I'm told cowgirls know when to sing and when to listen |
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So I explode in a pattern and |
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I count when |
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I pray,the curtains are open but |
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I'm not on my way. |
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I'm still back on the sideline looking into the house, |
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It takes more than a nice smile to make me walk out. |
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Take all the white circles from a deep dark blue background, |
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Throw them into the air, just to see where they come down. |
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I said there was emotion, |
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I didn't get specific, |
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I'm told cowgirls know when to sing and when to listen |
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Hey prince of innocence, you're full of excuses, |
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Wrestling desire won't light the fuses |
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And taking the time to construct how you're feeling, |
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Goes against all you love and all you believe in |
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I tried being cryptic to get your attention, |
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You ignored me |
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Does that mean |
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I'm too cryptic to mention? |
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If we're a team what's our intention? |
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Curing your mind or your crimes with prevention, |
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Pretending that time doesn't matter |
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It's just you and me |
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Take all the white circles from a deep dark blue background, |
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Throw them into the air, just to see where they come down. |
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I said there was emotion, |
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I didn't get specific, |
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I'm told cowgirls know when to sing and when to listen |