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There's a cold voice on the air |
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You've been looking everywhere |
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Someone to understand your hopes and fears |
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Well I thought about that for many long years |
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So I walk through Mansers Shaw |
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I don't see you anymore |
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We love to think about the way things were |
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But the time has gone and I'm glad it's over |
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I don't know why I waste my time |
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Getting hung up about the things you say |
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When I open my eyes and it's a lovely day |
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You know sometimes I feel like I'm |
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Getting snowed under with the things you say |
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But I open my eyes and it's a lovely day |
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Now you think that you're alone |
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So you make your way back home |
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I'd love to greet the weary traveller |
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But your time has gone and I'm glad it's over |
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I don't know why I waste my time |
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Getting hung up about the things you say |
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When I open my eyes and it's a lovely day |
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You know sometimes I feel like I'm |
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Getting snowed under with the things you say |
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But I open my eyes and it's a lovely day |
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(Instrumental Break) |
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I don't know why I waste my time |
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Getting hung up about the things you say |
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When I open my eyes and it's a lovely day |
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You know sometimes I feel like I'm |
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Getting snowed under with the things you say |
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But I open my eyes and it's a lovely day |
