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We never stop to wonder |
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Till a person's gone |
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We never yearn |
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To know him |
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Till he's travelled on |
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When someone is around us |
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We never stop to ask |
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Hey, what's behind your mirror |
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Hey, who's beneath your mask |
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We never stop to wonder |
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Till a person's gone |
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We never yearn |
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To know him |
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Till he's packed |
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And travelled on |
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Sweet Marilyn Monroe |
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On the silver screen |
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Platinum reflection |
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In a movie magazine |
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Well, did you ever |
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Have a headache |
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Did your mama own a gramaphone |
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Did you like to be an actress |
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Were you scared |
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To be alone |
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We never stop to wonder |
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Till a person's gone |
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We never yearn |
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To know him |
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Till he's travelled on |
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When someone is around us |
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We don't know what we're seeing |
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We take a polaroid picture |
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To find the human being |
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We never stop to wonder |
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Till a person's gone |
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We never yearn |
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To know him |
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Till he's packed |
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And travelled on |
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Sweet beautiful Jesus |
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On a painted cross |
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Polystyrene body |
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With a superficial gloss |
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Hey, were you |
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Jealous of your father |
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Were you short |
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When you were fully grown |
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Did you like to walk on water |
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Were you scared |
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To be alone |
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I think perhaps tomorrow |
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I'll try to make a friend |
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To really get |
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To know him |
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Instead of pretend |
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I'll ask him if his feet hurt |
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Has he burdens to be shared |
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And if he doesn't walk away |
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I'll ask him |
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If he's scared |
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And if he doesn't walk away |
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If his eyes don't |
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Turn to stone |
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I'll ask him |
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If he's scared |
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To be alone |
