You tell everyone you met your husband,
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And from one to ten it is almost in a hundred thousand.
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from the serious ones, and he has a light on his face,
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And lately you just fly off the page.
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But after a year it is progressing,
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You honestly ask if there is anything to fight for,
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And how he didn't introduce you to any of the people around him
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And he realizes that the debate is heating up.
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So he puts you in his hazel,
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to his "team", meet his friends,
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You are his brothers, but he won't take out a ring and if you ask
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He doesn't know if it's appropriate or not.
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He doesn't know if it's a distance run or not,
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And the truth is he talked to his parents,
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And they think you don't know you're crazy yet
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And it's not worth putting his life with you.
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And you know that you shouldn't be alone,
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The nights will be cold.
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and dream like everyone else, because you are allowed,
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for a happy life.
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So you stop everything to understand what the situation is
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Just to think who was here before him,
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Who walked your streets, and your thoughts
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If to tell the truth then tell it now.
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and you need to wake up
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How has it been a million years, it feels so much longer,
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And once you were different and everything was different.
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But just for the sake of it, you're trying to remember.
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There is that one, I forgot his name,
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The one who wasn't there so I was in his place,
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And there is the one who didn't really love you,
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He just wanted you to help him fall more in love with himself.
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There's the one that was always played by the man,
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And the one who always smiles as if everything is fine,
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And there is me, but I'm just an older brother and a psychologist
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I am the coachman on duty and not beyond.
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So who will be with you today?
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Who will take care of your craziness,
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The body is tired from standing,
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The heart is upside down like your hours.
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And you know that you shouldn't be alone,
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The nights will be cold.
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and dream like everyone else, because you are allowed,
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for a happy life. |