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Both Sides Now |
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John Barrowman |
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Bows and flows of angel hair |
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And ice cream castles in the air |
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And feather canyons everywhere |
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I've looked at clouds that way |
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But now they only block the sun |
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They rain and snow on everyone |
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So many things I would have done |
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But clouds got in my way |
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I've looked at clouds from both sides now |
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From up and down, and still somehow |
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It's cloud illusions I recall |
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I really don't know clouds at all |
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Tears and fears and feeling proud |
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To say "I love you" right out loud |
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And dreams and schemes and circus crowds |
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I've looked at life that way |
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But now old friends are acting strange, |
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They shake their heads, they say I've changed |
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Something's lost but something's gained in |
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from living every day. |
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I've looked at life from both sides now |
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From win and lose, and still somehow |
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It's life's illusions I recall |
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I really don't know life at all |
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I've looked at love from both sides now |
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From give and take, and still somehow |
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It's love's illusions I recall |
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I really don't know love... |
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Don't know love... |
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Don't know love... |
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...at all. |
