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No one ever tells you how it feels to love and |
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lose |
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How it feels to waken and have breakfast with |
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the blues |
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How to go on livin' how to face another day |
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No one ever tells you the way |
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No one ever tells you what is like to walk |
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alone |
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Listenin' for those footsteps through the echo |
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of your own |
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Suddenly it hits you all your dreams weren't |
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worth a dime |
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But no one ever tells you in time |
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Long before the icy winds of winter |
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Autumn tells the swallows it's time to fly |
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(So) why do we pretend until the bitter end |
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Then it breaks our hearts to say goodbye |
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(No, no,) no one ever tells you (that) it's just |
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another fling |
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No one ever warns you when your heart |
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begins to sing |
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Someone tells you later all is fair in love and |
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war |
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But no one (no one) ever tells you before |
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Long before the icy winds of winter |
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Autumn tells the swallows it's time to fly |
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(So) why do we pretend until the bitter end |
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Then it breaks our hearts to say goodbye |
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(No, no,) no one ever tells you (that) it's just |
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another fling |
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No one ever warns you when your heart |
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begins to sing |
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Someone tells you later all is fair in love and |
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war |
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But no one (no one) ever tells you before |
