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I never found the time |
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To see things quite through |
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I never found the time |
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To give them to you |
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If living don't come easy |
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Don't stop your own voice |
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'Cause the worst part of living |
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Is havin' no choice |
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Tell me a story |
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Tell it with your eyes |
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I'm gonna stop believin' |
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If I hear another lie |
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Drink some cold water |
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Your mouth's getting dry |
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If I only had the time |
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To see things right through |
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I'd give up all my treasures |
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And send them to you |
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Then livin' would seem easy |
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No lights and no noise |
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It is just me and my lady |
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And the echo of her voice |
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Tell me a story |
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Tell it with your eyes |
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I'm gonna stop believin' |
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If I hear another lie |
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Drink some cold water |
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Your mouth's getting dry |
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I never found the time |
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To see into my lady |
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And memories don't die |
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But with time become hazy |
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I never found the time |
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To see into my lady |
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And memories don't die |
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But with time become hazy |
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I never found the time |
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To see into my lady |
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And memories don't die |
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But with time become hazy |
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I never found the time |
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To see into my lady |
