| This ain’t the life I thought I’d live
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| This ain’t the home I’d hoped we’d make
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| This ain’t the path I thought I chose
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| This ain’t the sky I’d hoped we’d see
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| This ain’t the tree I thought would grow
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| This ain’t the god to which I pray
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| This ain’t the song I thought I’d write
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| These ain’t the words I want to say
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| But I can’t be your man
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| This ain’t the flag I thought we’d raise
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| This ain’t the wind I’d hoped would blow
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| This ain’t the ship I thought would sail
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| This ain’t the rose I’d hoped would bloom
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| This ain’t the play I thought we’d stage
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| These ain’t the hills I’d hoped we’d roam
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| This ain’t the sword pulled from the lake
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| Yours ain’t the heart I want to break
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| But I can’t be your man
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| This ain’t the end I thought it’d be
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| Are you someone I’ve loved before?
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| In this the song the caged bird sings?
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| Is there some law I choose to ignore?
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| This is a faith I must defend
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| I’ve tried, I can’t pretend
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| There is a hope I must contend
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| We’ll find the thread with the strength to mend
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| But I can’t be your man
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| Least not this time around
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| And it’s something unpredictable
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| Like where a leaf might fall
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| And it’s something unrestrainable
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| Like a rooster’s morning call
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| I can’t be your man |