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So often as |
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I wait for sleep |
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I find myself reciting |
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The words |
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I've said or should have said |
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Like scenes that need rewriting |
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The smiles |
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I never answered |
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Doors perhaps |
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I should have opened |
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Songs forgotten in the morning |
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I relived the roles |
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I've played |
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The tears |
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I may have squandered |
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The many pipers |
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I have paid along the roads |
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I wandered |
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Yet all the time |
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I knew itLove was somewhere out there waiting |
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Though I may regret a kiss or two |
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If I had changed a single day |
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What went amiss or went astray |
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I may have never found my way to you |
