| Marry this age, a widower the next
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| You can’t just give yourself away
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| Floating in the wake of everybody else
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| Go your own way, go your own way
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| We’ll paint the sunset our own shade tonight
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| Whatever color you like
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| I’ve never seen a moon that shined so bright
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| Color to my ears, and music to my eyes
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| We drove til the tires left the road
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| The perfect end to a not so perfect week
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| All my senses in full attendance when
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| The sky turned to us to speak;
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| «Cling to what you know,
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| Change with the times, you’ll get left behind every time»
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| We’ll paint the sunset our own shade tonight
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| Whatever color you like
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| I’ve never seen a moon that shined so bright
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| Color to my ears, and music to my eyes
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| We’ll paint the sunset our own shade tonight
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| Whatever color you like
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| I’ve never seen a moon that shined so bright
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| Color to my ears, and music to my eyes
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| Change with the times, and you’ll get left behind
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| Change with the times, and you’ll get left behind
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| Change with the times, and you’ll get left behind
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| Change. |
| Change.
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| We’ll paint the sunset our own shade tonight
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| Whatever color you like
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| I’ve never seen a moon that shined so bright
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| Color to my ears, and music to my eyes
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| Color to my ears, and music to my eyes |