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1:15 began with a phone ring |
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i heard i stirred but I wasn't hurt |
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tonight's lines are yours to keep |
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go back to sleep |
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and that's wonderful |
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when your world at it's worst seems bearable |
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is it no so terrible to stay |
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and terrible to say |
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why won't you change |
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and walk into the rain |
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where we love to splash and play |
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it will be here forever |
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while everyone's so convinced |
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theyknow everything is true |
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all I believe in is you |
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it was a wonderful puddle that I played in |
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and I was so young when it hit me |
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in no one you can believe |
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but that's terrible |
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when these evil white lies make hysterical |
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habit forming beautiful |
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I miss my friends |
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they live next door |
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but insincerity is so hard to ignore |
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it was a wonderful puddle that we played in |
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and at two and a half we hit back |
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isn't that wonderful |
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that as they gather round our grave |
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to splash and play they'll say |
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why'd you have to change |
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and walk into the same |
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where the dirty rain drains |
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you're gone in the morning |
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while everyone is so convinced |
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they know everything is true |
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all i believe in is you. |
