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Amos lee Colors lái zì tóng míng zhuān jí Amos lee |
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jiǎn dān de xuán lǜ, què yòu dài zhe nóng nóng de qíng gǎn |
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altairvega77 |
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Yesterday I got lost in the circus, |
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feeling like such a mess. |
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And now I' m down, |
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I' m just hanging on the corner. |
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I can' t help but reminisce. |
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Cuz when you' re gone, |
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all the colours fade. |
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When you' re gone, |
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no new years day parade. |
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You' re gone, |
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colours seem to fade. |
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Your mama called, she said, |
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that you' re downstairs crying. |
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Feeling like such a mess. |
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Ya, I hear ya, |
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in the back ground balling. |
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What happened to your sweet summer time dress. |
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I know we all, |
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we all got our faults we get |
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locked in our vaults, |
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and we stay.. |
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When you' re gone, |
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all the colours fade. |
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When you' re gone, |
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no new years day parade. |
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You' re gone, |
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colours seem to fade |
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, wú ài gē cí |