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There is a sign among the remnants |
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Of all our words, best left unsaid |
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And when the truth, flies in our direction |
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Do we work it through or lose our heads? |
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Maybe, maybe, maybe |
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We're strong |
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But maybe, maybe, maybe |
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We're wrong |
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For such a long time now |
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We're doing battle with our |
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Own familiar inhibitions, |
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Far away from home |
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Our trusty compass fails to |
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Find this strange and new position |
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Can we leave this struggle behind? |
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Maybe, maybe, maybe |
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We're strong |
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But maybe, maybe, maybe |
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We're wrong |
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Maybe, maybe, maybe |
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We're strong |
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But maybe, maybe, maybe |
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We're wrong |
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One thing is sure - I'll always love you |
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And if you should go I will pretend |
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That i never needed, you or anybody |
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Never wanted to call us just friends |
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So maybe, maybe, maybe |
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We're strong |
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But maybe, maybe, maybe |
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We're wrong |
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Maybe, maybe, maybe |
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We're strong |
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But maybe, maybe, maybe |
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We're wrong |
