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In the hope I'll forget I'll wait |
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It's a chance I'll take oh yeah |
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In the hope I'll forget I'll wait |
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For the time |
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In the spring I'll watch my step |
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While the night-time passes by |
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When a smile suits me all alone |
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I'll be fine |
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There's got to be a better song to sing |
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Before I hang upon your shoulder |
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Telling the truth it may be bolder this time |
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There's got to be a better song to sing |
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That makes a lonely one less cold oh |
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Before I hang upon your shoulder and cry |
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Watching friends playing in the dirt |
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Feeling hard but feeling hurt |
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By the sadness that wastes my time |
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It's a crime |
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Counting acts which I must add |
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To collect sad memories |
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From a past I'd soon forget |
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Swap or leave |
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There's got to be a better song to sing |
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Before I hang upon your shoulder |
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Telling the truth it may be bolder this time |
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There's got to be a better song to sing |
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That makes a lonely one less cold oh |
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Before I hang upon your shoulder and cry |
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At the gate I'll wave goodbye |
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To the friends that were my lies |
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And I'll see them off at dawn |
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Feeling wise |
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Feeling wise |
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Feeling wise |
