| The more I look inside
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| The more he isn’t there
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| What am I supposed to do?
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| When Piglet is not everywhere
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| The more I wrack my brain
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| The more I search in vain
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| I guess I’ll have a little snack
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| And wait for it to start to rain
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| Maybe I will draw a picture
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| And while I’m busy doing that
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| My mind will wander off somewhere
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| And Piglet will re-appear
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| My mind will wander off somewhere
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| And Piglet will be right here
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| The more I look inside
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| The more you’re real to me
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| I see you here, I see you there
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| Feel you everywhere |