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When you're left behind |
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Though your hearts been true |
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An inconvenient memorywell baby that's you |
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You can hang your head |
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You can lose your pride |
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Then surrender everything |
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And run away and hide |
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But I say remember that time can heal your wounds |
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And nobody knows what tomorrow brings |
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So don't give in too soon |
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Cause this time next year |
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You could be high and flyin |
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Leavin behind your fears |
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Clouds could have silver linings |
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This time next year |
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And when he sleeps at night |
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Does he see your face |
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Does he wonder why he put |
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Someone in your place |
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And though you feel the pain |
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So betrayed by lies |
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There's so much that you can gain |
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If you just realize |
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That each day that's wasted |
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You know will not return |
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And no one knows what tomorrow brings |
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It just might be your turn |
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Cause this time next year |
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You could be high and flyin |
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Leavin behind your tears |
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There'll be no need for cryin |
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This time next year |
