| Oh Beverly, I wait for signs in the night sky
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| God knows how I finally got straight
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| Only to bend with the notes in my mind
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| Until I’m back out of line
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| And the harmonies die
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| But don’t think that it wasn’t hard
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| I just couldn’t reach down that far
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| And try as you might
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| There’s just no way to hide
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| The true shape of your heart
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| And Beverly we woke
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| To sunlight and the bright shade of grace
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| That we knew to be right
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| Only to fall to the dark of shade of fear
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| Till the night came back here
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| And robbed us of it
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| But don’t think that it wasn’t hard
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| I just couldn’t reach down that far
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| And try as you might
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| There’s just no way to hide
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| The true shape of your heart
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| Don’t think that it wasn’t hard
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| I just couldn’t reach down that far
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| And it feels less than kind
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| I guess I helped you find
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| The true shape of your heart |