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The blue sky |
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The blue sky |
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The blue sky |
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The blue sky |
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I find it hard to breathe |
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As life just eats away |
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At the faces that surround me |
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They look tired today |
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The lady at my table |
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Doesn't want me here |
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I just want to talk to her |
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But would she laugh at my accent |
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And make fun of me |
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Oh, it doesn't seem like this |
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Blue sky's here for me |
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There are no girls in here |
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As far as I can see |
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Only pin-up posters |
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Looking down at me |
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Watching paper cups of coffee |
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Growing cold before my eyes |
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All the things I see |
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That make me realise |
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I'm in this big world without you |
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Nothing to my name |
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Oh, I never knew that |
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Blue sky meant such pain |
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The blue sky |
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The blue sky |
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The blue sky |
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The blue sky |
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I'm dying to be different |
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In the coffee shop |
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I've lived on borrowed strength |
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Now my supplies are cut |
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Though I'm older than my looks |
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And older than my years |
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I'm too young to take on |
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My deepest fears |
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Oh, I used to be confused |
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But now I just don't know |
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Since you left I've been watching |
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Blue skies come and go |
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The blue sky |
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Since you left I've been watching |
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Blue skies come and go |
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The blue sky |
