| Oh my darling, I’ll be waiting here for you,
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| But if winter comes the rain will soak me
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| All the way through.
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| I was hoping I didn’t have to face the truth,
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| That if winter comes the rain will soak me
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| All the way through.
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| Take me to the ocean, if you don’t believe me.
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| Run to the end of the land,
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| Cos in the end you can’t pretend
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| To be something else.
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| The earth curves round you and well, here lies the truth,
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| Bored with waking up exhausted, always expecting news.
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| Oh my darling, I could see my soul gladly,
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| I could tell you all the things, you never thought to ask.
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| Take me to the ocean, if you don’t believe me.
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| Run to the end of the land,
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| Cos in the end you can’t pretend
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| To be something else.
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| Take me to the ocean, if you don’t believe me.
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| Run to the end of the land,
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| Cos in the end you can’t pretend.
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| Take me to the ocean, but you don’t believe me (no you don’t),
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| Run to the end of the land.
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| Cos in the end you can’t pretend,
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| In the end you can’t pretend,
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| In the end you can’t pretend,
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| To be something else |