| You know it’s true we’re both the same
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| In a storm of words we get lost in what is said
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| You know me and you see through me
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| So why are you confused by the things I say and do?
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| Do you know me?
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| You see the strain upon my face
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| Please, don’t rain on my parade
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| It comes too light, it comes in waves
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| It’s gone too late
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| It goes astray, it goes too far and you say
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| It’s clear I know where all your buttons are
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| It’s not so strange, you know, it’s not so queer
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| That I know they’re there 'cause I’m the one
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| Who put them there, exactly as you feared
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| I know you and I see though you
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| So why am I surprised by the things you say and do?
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| I don’t know why
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| I see the strain upon your face
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| I won’t rain on your parade
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| It comes too light it comes in waves
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| It’s gone too late
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| Don’t steal the smile from off my face
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| Please, don’t rain on my parade
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| It comes too light, it comes in waves
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| It’s gone too late
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| I know that I can’t replace you
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| And it would be a lie to say that I could ever try
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| Don’t steal the smile from off my face
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| Please, don’t rain on my parade
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| It comes too light, it comes in waves
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| It’s gone too late
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| You see the strain upon my face
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| Please, don’t rain on my parade
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| It comes too light, it comes in waves
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| It’s gone too late
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| It’s gone too late
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| It cuts two ways
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| It cuts two ways
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| It’s gone too late |