| I’ve been walking on a tight rope
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| Ever since I made up my mind
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| And I’m swaying with the wind
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| From my left to my right
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| Everyone’s pretending
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| They don’t wanna see me fall
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| But I never let 'em touch me at all
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| Sometimes I get weary
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| All alone in a faceless crowd
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| They can’t hear me
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| When I cry out loud
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| I’m searching for a superfine love
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| In a lonely world
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| I’m searching for a superfine love
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| In a lonely world
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| I’ve been staring out my window
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| Ever since it started to rain
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| And the raindrops look like teardrops
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| On my windowpane
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| I’m so tired of waiting, waiting
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| For the sun to come around
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| Gonna button up my coat
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| And head downtown
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| Sometimes I get weary
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| All alone in a faceless crowd
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| They can’t hear me
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| When I cry out loud
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| Sometimes I get weary
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| All alone in a faceless crowd
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| They can’t hear me
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| When I cry out loud
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| I’m searching for a superfine love
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| In a lonely world
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| I’m searching for a superfine love
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| In a lonely world
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| Sometimes I get weary
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| All alone in a faceless crowd
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| They can’t hear me
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| When I cry out loud
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| Sometimes I get weary
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| All alone in a faceless crowd
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| They can’t hear me
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| When I cry out loud
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| I’m searching for a superfine love
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| In a lonely world
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| I’m searching for a superfine love
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| In a lonely world |