| There’s a little bit of you and some of me
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| There’s a little bit of everything you see
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| But you don’t know why Harry cried
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| There’s a time right after love when you feel low
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| Like a bird with perfect wings denied the sky
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| But you don’t know why Harry cried
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| Take a look at the common man
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| He can talk with the use of his hands
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| Pass you on by with a smile
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| Like he just don’t care
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| Take a look at yourself in the light
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| People see by the look in your eyes
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| Either you’re deaf or you’re blind
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| Or you just don’t care Well something stirred today
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| Young Harry he passed away
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| Someone moves and a leaf falls to the ground
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| Morning comes and he is not around
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| But you don’t know why Harry cried
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| Well you pick him up and you put him in your hand
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| And he slips on through like tiny bits of sand
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| But you don’t know why Harry cried
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| Take a look at the common man
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| He can talk with the use of his hands
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| Pass you on by with a smile
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| Like he just don’t care
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| Take a look at yourself in the light
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| People see by the look in your eyes
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| Either you’re deaf or you’re blind
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| Or you just don’t care Well something stirred today
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| Young Harry he passed away
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| Bye bye |