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Words and music by |
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Roddy Frame |
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I've seen it before |
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So sad and unsure |
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Trying to make it happen |
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To four on the floor |
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But what do you do |
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With someone like you |
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Debutantes shiver in lace |
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And pray for disgrace |
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Crossing the tracks |
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Then hurrying back |
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Suitably late |
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You learn what to do |
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Just wrap it in blue |
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Tie it up and take it home |
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I wanna hear the sound |
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Of the tears you're crying |
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I wanna be around |
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When your tears are drying |
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Wanna say the things |
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That I know |
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I ought to |
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But never said before ' |
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Cos I thought you knew |
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Are you all in blue |
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For a reason |
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Believing what you're feeling is true |
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Or is it just a shade this season |
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Baby blue. |
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Swans splash on silvery lakes |
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But the ice never breaks |
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Watching the conversation crawl |
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Reassuringly fake |
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I'm spinning in space |
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And feeling this place |
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Moulding you with money and time |
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Holding you although you are mine |
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I wanna hear the sound |
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Of the tears you're crying |
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I wanna be around |
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When your tears are drying |
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Wanna say the things |
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That I know |
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I ought to |
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But never said before ' |
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Cos I thought you knew |
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Are you all in blue |
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For a reason |
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Believing what you're feeling is true |
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Or is it just a shade this season |
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Baby blue. |
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Pretty girl don't wait for me |
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You'll see his sunshine |
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Sometime come shining |
