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Writing To Reach You |
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Every day I wake up and
it's Sunday |
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Whatever's in my head
won't go away |
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The radio is playing all
the usual |
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And what's a wonderwall anyway |
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Because my inside is
outside |
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My right side's on the
left side |
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'Cos I'm writing to
reach you |
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But I might never reach
you |
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I long to teach you
about you |
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But that's not you |
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It's good to know that
you are home for Christmas |
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It's good to know that
you are doing well |
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It's good to know that
you all know I'm hurting |
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It's good to know I'm feeling not
so well |
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Because my inside is
outside |
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My right side's on the
left side |
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'Cos I'm writing to
reach you |
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But I might never reach
you |
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I long to teach you
about you |
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But that's not you |
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Do you know it's true |
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And that won't do |
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Maybe then tomorrow will
be Monday |
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And whatever's in my
head should go away |
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Still the radio keeps
playing all the usual |
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And what's a wonderwall anyway |
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Because my inside is
outside |
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My right side's on the
left side |
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'Cos I'm writing to
reach you |
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But I might never reach
you |
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I long to teach you
about you |
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But that's not you |
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Do you know it's true |
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And that won't do |
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You know it's you |
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I'm talking to |
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The Fear |
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All I wanted was the
chance to say |
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I would like to see you
in the morning |
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Rolling over to have you
there |
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Would make it easy for a little
bit longer |
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But here |
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Closer every year |
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So near |
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The fear is coming clear |
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My dear |
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The fear is here |
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Hottest summer in a
hundred years |
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But summer didn't bother |
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Getting up this morning |
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And so all the trees
forgot to wake |
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They were dropping all
their leaves |
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On the ground below them |
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But here |
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Closer every year |
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So near |
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The fear is coming clear |
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My dear |
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The fear is here |
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All I wanted was the
chance to say |
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I would like to see you
in the morning |
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Rolling over just to
have you there |
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Would make it easy for a
little bit longer |
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Make it easy for a
little bit longer |
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Make it easy for a
little bit longer |
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Make it easy for a
little bit longer |
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Make it easy for a
little bit longer |
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Make it easy for a
little bit longer |
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As You Are |
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Everyday I wake up alone |
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I'm not like all the
other boys |
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And ever since I was
young |
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I had no choice |
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But it's OK to lead me
on |
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I admit it's not much
fun |
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To be led on by such a
one |
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As you are |
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As you are |
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As you are |
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And ever since I woke up
I felt the net |
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Was lifting me out of
the sea |
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And even when I'm
sinking I feel the need |
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But it's OK to lead me
on |
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I must admit it's not
much fun |
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To be alone with such a
one |
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As you are |
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As you are |
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As you are |
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And ever since a long
time |
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I felt the rain |
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And there was no danger |
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And no more strangers |
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As you are |
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Driftwood |
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Everything is open |
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Nothing is set in stone |
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Rivers turn to oceans |
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Oceans tide you home |
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Home is where the heart
is |
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But your heart had to
roam |
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Drifting over bridges |
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Never to return |
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Watching bridges burn |
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You're driftwood
floating underwater |
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Breaking into pieces,
pieces, pieces |
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Just driftwood, hollow
and of no use |
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Waterfalls will find you, bind
you, grind you |
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Nobody is an island |
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Everyone had to go |
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Pillars turn to butter |
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Butterflying low |
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Low is where your heart
is |
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But your heart has to
grow |
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Drifting under bridges |
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Never with the flow |
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And you really didn't
think it would happen |
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But it really is the end
of the line |
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So I'm sorry that you've
turned to driftwood |
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But you've been drifting for a
long, long time |
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Everywhere there's
trouble |
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Nowhere's safe to go |
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Pushes turn to shovels |
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Shovelling the snow |
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Frozen you have chosen |
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The path you wish to go |
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Drifting now forever |
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And forever more |
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Until you reach your shore |
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You're driftwood
floating underwater |
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Breaking into pieces,
pieces, pieces |
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Just driftwood, hollow
and of no use |
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Waterfalls will find you, bind
you, grind you |
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And you really didn't
think it would happen |
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But it really is the end
of the line |
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So I'm sorry that you've
turned to driftwood |
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But you've been drifting
for a long, long time |
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You've been drifting,
for a long, long |
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Drifting for a long,
long time |
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The Last Laugh Of the Laughter |
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When the laughter fades
away |
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Ma vie |
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Tout ma vie |
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When there's nothing
left to say |
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Ma vie |
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My oh my |
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It's the last laugh of
the laughter |
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Sur la dernier page du
chapitre |
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On the last day of the
year |
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Ma vie |
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Tout ma vie |
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When the spotlight fades
away |
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Ma vie |
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C'est la vie |
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When the blue skies turn
to grey |
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Ma vie |
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Tout ma vie |
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It's the last laugh of
the laughter |
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Sur la dernier page du
chapitre |
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On the last day of the
year |
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Ma vie |
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Tout ma vie |
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When the laughter fades
away |
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Ma vie |
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Tout ma vie |
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When there's nothing
more to say |
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Ma vie |
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My oh my |
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It's the last laugh of
the laughter |
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Sur la dernier page du
chapitre |
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On the last day of the
year |
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Ma vie |
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Tout ma vie |
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Ma vie |
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My oh my |
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Turn |
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I want to see what
people saw |
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I want to feel like I
felt before |
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I want to see the
kingdom come |
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I want to feel forever
young |
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I want to sing |
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To sing my song |
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I want to live in a
world where I belong |
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I want to live |
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I will survive |
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And I believe that it
won't be very long |
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If we turn, turn, turn,
turn, turn |
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Then we might learn |
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So where's the stars? |
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Up in the sky |
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And what's the moon? |
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A big balloon |
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We'll never know unless
we grow |
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There's so much world
outside the door |
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I want to sing |
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To sing my song |
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I want to live in a
world where I'll be strong |
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I want to live |
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I will survive |
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And I believe that it
won't be very long |
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If we turn, turn, turn,
turn |
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And if we turn, turn,
turn, turn |
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Then we might learn |
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Turn, turn, turn, turn |
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Turn, turn, turn |
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And if we turn, turn,
turn, turn |
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Then we might learn |
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Learn to turn |
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Why Does It Always Rain On Me? |
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I can't sleep tonight |
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Everybody saying
everything's alright |
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Still I can't close my
eyes |
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I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of
all these lights |
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Sunny days |
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Where have you gone? |
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I get the strangest
feeling you belong |
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Why does it always rain
on me? |
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Is it because I lied
when I was seventeen? |
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Why does it always rain
on me? |
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Even when the sun is
shining |
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I can't avoid the lightning |
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I can't stand myself |
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I'm being held up by an
invisible man |
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Still life on a shelf
when |
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I got my mind on something else |
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Sunny days |
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Where have you gone? |
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I get the strangest
feeling you belong |
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Why does it always rain
on me? |
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Is it because I lied
when I was seventeen? |
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Why does it always rain
on me? |
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Even when the sun is
shining |
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I can't avoid the lightning |
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Oh, where did the blue
skies go? |
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And why is it raining
so? |
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It's so cold |
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I can't sleep tonight |
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Everybody's saying
everything's all right |
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Still I can't close my
eyes |
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I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of
the lights |
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Sunny days |
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Where have you gone? |
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I get the strangest
feeling you belong |
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Why does it always rain
on me? |
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Is it because I lied
when I was seventeen? |
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Even when the sun is
shining |
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I can't avoid the
lightning |
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Oh, where did the blue
skies go? |
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And why is it raining
so? |
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It's so cold |
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Why does it always rain
on me? |
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Why does it always rain
on.... |
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Luv |
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What's so wrong? |
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Why the face so long |
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Is it over? |
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And where you going that |
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You no longer belong
here? |
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And distance tells you
that |
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Distance must come
between love |
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Where have you been Luv? |
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When the mistake we made |
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Was in never having planned to
fall in love, Luv |
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Singing this song |
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Singing along |
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Makes it easier for me
to see you go |
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But in doing so |
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I'm letting you go |
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It only serves to show
me |
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That I'm still in love with you |
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Singing this song |
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Singing along |
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Makes it easier for me
to see you go |
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But in doing so |
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In letting you go |
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It only serves to show
me |
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That I'm still in love with you |
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So what's so wrong? |
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Why the face? |
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So long |
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Are you changing? |
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And where you been to
that |
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You no longer remember? |
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And distance tells you
that |
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Distance must come
between love |
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Where have you been Luv? |
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It's just the chance we
took |
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Having never ever
planned to fall in love, Luv |
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Having never ever
planned to fall in love, Luv |
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Having never ever
planned to fall in love, Luv |
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Luv |
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She's So Strange |
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She's so strange |
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And she wore a black
moustache |
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And pilfered all the
petty cash |
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She went to Birmingham |
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She'll soon be in the can |
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She's so cruel |
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And she knew what just
what to do |
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And while the cats were
all sniffing glue |
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They played their silly
games |
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And now they'll take the blame |
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What she'd done |
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And she didn't know
quite what she did |
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And they told her that
she better had |
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So now she starts to cry |
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Without a reason why |
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She's so poor |
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And only now she's
looking back |
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Sees her story on a
paperback |
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What will become of her |
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There's not much left
for her |
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Slide Show |
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Today is the day |
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For dancing and for
singing |
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The birds in the trees
and all |
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The bells are ringing |
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The sun is in the sky |
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Is bright as bright
second light |
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Is bright oh god I hope
I'm alright |
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Cause I'm gonna cry |
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Hold on, hold on |
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Slow down, slow down |
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You're out of touch |
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Out of touch |
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'Cause there is no
design for life |
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There's no devil's
haircut in my mind |
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There is not a
wonderwall to climb |
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To climb or step around |
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But there is a slide
show and it's so slow |
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Flashing through my mind |
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Today was the day |
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But only for the first
time |
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Hold on, hold on |
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Slow down, slow down |
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You're out of touch |
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Out of touch |
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'Cause there is no
design for life |
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There is no devil's
haircut in your mind |
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There is not a
wonderwall |
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To climb or step around |
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But there is a
slidesshow and it's so slow |
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Flashing through my mind |
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Today was the day |
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But only for the first
time |
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I hope it's not the last
time |
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Blue Flashing Light |
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Saturday evening |
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Saturday evening |
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A quarter to five |
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Oh we see him arrive at
the door |
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Pushed you aside as he
staggered inside |
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Spitting alcohol over
the floor |
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A storm is abrew |
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And it's sure to fall
soon |
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As I look at you from the shore |
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So you'd better hold on |
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Cos it's Saturday night |
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And your friends are all
out |
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And you feel like shit |
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Cos they never call you |
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No they never call you |
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No they never call, never call,
never bloody ever ... |
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Call me a name and I'll
hit you again |
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You're a slut, you're a
bitch, you're a whore |
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Talk to your daddy in
that tone of voice |
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There's a belt hanging
over the door |
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So you run to your room
and you hide in your room |
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Thinking how you can settle the
score |
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But it's Saturday night
and a quarter to six |
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And your friends are all
out |
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But you live in the
sticks |
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Still they never call
you |
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No they never call you |
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No they never call, never call,
never bloody ever call |
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Blue flashing light last
Saturday night |
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Brought the neighbours
all out on the street |
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Watched as the firemen
carried you out |
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Then we stared at each
other's feet |
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Now everyone sees and
yet nobody says |
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Are we all just afraid of the
heat? |
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But it's Saturday night
and I'm lying alone |
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In the bed that I made,
disconnected the phone |
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Still they never called
you |
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No they never call you |
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No they never call,
never call, never bloody ever call |
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