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I heard you talk last night |
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Couldn't even speak a word |
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Love has got me by the tongue |
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It's nothing you haven't heard |
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In between what's true and false |
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In between what's loud and soft |
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I asked you about the past |
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You didn't want to talk about it |
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You didn't want to trouble me |
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It's just old history |
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She's got too much imagination |
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She's the queen of variation |
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Try so hard to make you forget |
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See yourself in the TV set |
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And I remember when my parents met |
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It was years before my birth |
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And I can see them years from now |
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Their ghosts fly above the earth |
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And let's not talk about what makes us die |
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Let the jokes make the years go by |
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Cause it's a burden it's hard to bear |
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It's too easy to not even care |
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Baby baby, you look so sweet |
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Pick me up right off my feet |
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And we'll go down to the world of dreams |
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It's so hard but that just how it's seems |
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There's a mask upon the wall |
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In between the window and the hall |
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In between all things ever done |
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What's ahead and where you come from |
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If you could would you fly away? |
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Stick around for another day |
