| There’s a fountain you’ll never see
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| It rises up inside of me
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| Anyone can toss a coin
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| Anyone can take a chance
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| And there’s a crystal that bends the light
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| Breaks the chain of an endless night
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| They’ll tell you that it’s all in vain
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| It’s not in vain
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| So sing (sing) a broken melody
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| Bring (bring) your troubles home to me
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| Anything you can tell me anything at all
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| There’s a bloodstain on my shirt
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| A white sombrero in the dirt
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| Now he thought he knew what it was all about
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| He didn’t know
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| And there’s a dog that had no bark
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| It showed it’s teeth then it bared its heart
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| Now you see that little dog
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| He runs right to me when I call
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| Sing (sing) a broken melody
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| Bring (bring) your troubles home to me
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| Anything you can tell me anything at all
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| Instrumental
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| Now there’s a girl who brings me tea
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| Every day at half past three
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| Sometimes she’ll hang around
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| Other times she won’t
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| And there’s a story that’s often told
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| About a man who turns to gold
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| I’ve heard that story too
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| People love to talk
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| Sing (sing) a broken melody
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| Bring (bring) all your troubles home to me
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| Anything you can tell me anything at all
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| Sing (sing) a broken melody
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| Bring (bring) all your troubles home to me
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| Anything now you can tell me anything at all
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| Anything at all
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| Anything at all |