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It's me and a room |
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And so many things to do |
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But I just sit here with my head in my hands |
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Fall is marching in |
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Sadness comes along |
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How come I get lost |
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So easily |
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Guess I'm looking for a room |
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Between the lines |
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Where I can sit |
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Where I can cry |
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For no apparent reason |
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Fall is marching in |
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And I'm drawing back |
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I put the world on hold |
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I put my hands in the air |
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This doesn't take me anywhere |
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This doesn't take me anywhere |
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This doesn't take me anywhere |
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Your image has gotten blurry |
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Since I'm hiding down here |
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When will you come |
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And make us reappear |
