| Don’t you think it’s time
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| you get on over that?
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| don’t you think you had enough?
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| i mean, i know you had it rough
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| but that pansy-fancy way of looking grim all through the day and night?
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| is something wrong my dear?
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| have i said it way to clear?
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| then let me whisper in your ear
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| all these words i know are wrong
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| but for the sake of writing song
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| here is what i guess you want to hear
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| somewhere up there
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| the sky is blue for you
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| somewhere out there
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| there’s something new to do somebody loves you
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| somebody loves you
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| tell me do you think
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| you have some exclusivity
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| on every shadow of regret
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| that’s lurking in proximity
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| to what you think your life should be?
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| but if you close your eyes you’ll see
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| that there is nothing for you here
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| still the only words you hear
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| are somewhere up there
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| the sky is blue for you
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| somewhere out there
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| there is something new to do somebody loves you
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| somebody loves you
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| now tell me how about we maybe
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| switch things for a change?
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| i will lie down in denial
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| and you can have this page
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| its condescending and its sad
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| you’re not the only one that’s had
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| a life like this, i’m sorry dear
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| but it’s what everybody wants to hear |