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Baby, baby, here, look at me, yes, I know, I know |
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Maybe, maybe, it's not worth a damn |
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All the things we do to ourselves, we don't understand |
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But who can say what tomorrow will be, we'll see |
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All our tomorrows find their own ways |
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And hear the sound of a distant thunder fading away |
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Well, every lonely night we'll make our own brand of delight |
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And take all the comfort we may |
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Baby, baby, just look at me, yes, it shows how it shows |
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Nothing worked out but I thought it would |
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I could've done worst in a soul, I must have done good |
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But who can say what tomorrow will be, we'll see |
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All our tomorrows find their own ways |
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(Find their own ways) |
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And hear the sound of a distant thunder fading away |
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For every lonely night we'll make our own brand of delight |
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And take all the comfort we may |
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I found a love in the strangest place |
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And refuge from the cold of the night |
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In a stranger's face, your face |
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For every lonely night we'll make our own brand of delight |
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And take all the comfort we may |
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All our tomorrows find their own ways |
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(Find their own ways) |
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And hear the sound of a distant thunder fading away |
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For every lonely night, yeah, we'll make our own brand of delight |
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And take all the comfort we may |
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Take all this comfort we may |
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All our tomorrows find their own ways |
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All our tomorrows fading away |
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All our tomorrows find their own ways. |