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And I've thought what it would be like for the day |
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To see myself in a completely different way |
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And I've thought myself into the ground |
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Will I ever get out of this hole I've dug myself |
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And I stumble a while and I tumble over every step of time |
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And I wish you all of your dreams |
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Cos they've never what they seem |
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But uncertainty is the beauty in life |
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And I wander whether we will ever realise |
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And I stumble a while and I tumble over every step of time |
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And I stumble a while and I tumble over every step of mine |
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And in this world of mine I'm trying to make some sense |
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And I hope that in time we will be good friends |
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Cos there's no point in carrying on if we just can't get along |
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And I hope that you and me can just let whatever will be will be |
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Will be, will be |
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Will be, will be |
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Will be, will be |
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And in this world of mine I'm trying to make some sense |
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And I hope that in time we will be good friends |
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Cos there's no point in carrying on if we just can't get along |
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And I hope that you and me can just let whatever will be will be |
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Will be, will be |
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Will be, will be |
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Will be, will be |
