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Came in from a rainy Thursday on the avenue |
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Thought I heard you talking softly |
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I turned on the lights, the TV and the radio |
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Still I can't escape the ghost of you |
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What has happened to it all? |
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Crazy, some'd say |
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Where is the life that I recognize? |
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Gone away |
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But I won't cry for yesterday |
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There's an ordinary world |
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Somehow I have to find |
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And as I try to make my way |
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To the ordinary world |
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I will learn to survive |
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Passion or coincidence |
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Once prompted you to say |
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"Pride will tear us both apart" |
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Well now pride's gone out the window |
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Cross the rooftops, run away |
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Left me in the vacuum of my heart |
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What is happening to me? |
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Crazy, some'd say |
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Where is my friend when I need you most? |
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Gone away |
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But I won't cry for yesterday |
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There's an ordinary world |
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Somehow I have to find |
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And as I try to make my way |
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To the ordinary world |
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I will learn to survive |
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Papers in the roadside |
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Tell of suffering and greed |
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Here today, forgot tomorrow |
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Ooh, here besides the news |
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Of holy war and holy need |
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Ours is just a little sorrowed talk |
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And I don't cry for yesterday |
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There's an ordinary world |
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Somehow I have to find |
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And as I try to make my way |
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To the ordinary world |
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I will learn to survive |
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Every one is my world, I will learn to survive |
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Any one is my world, I will learn to survive |
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Any one is my world |
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Every one is my world |