| The little conversation
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| Is over very soon
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| And I watch in admiration
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| From my corner of the room.
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| They shine on you with starry eyes…
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| They rain a friendly storm.
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| Like kids around a christmas tree
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| And then you smile all nice and warm
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| The little conversations
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| If I tried my very best
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| You know I never could say anything
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| In twenty words or less.
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| Somewhere, sometime, down the line
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| Someday I may confess,
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| And spill it all. |
| thats all
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| The little conversations
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| On me are very rough
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| They leave me all in pieces
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| You know theres never time enough
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| Like a book with missing pages
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| Like a story incomplete
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| Like a painting left unfinished
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| It feels like not enough to eat.
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| Starvin
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| These little conversations
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| Well for me theyll never do Now what am I supposed to do with
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| Broken sentences of you?
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| Ill stay in my corner `cause
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| Thats all that I can do And let the others speak for me.
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| Little conversations
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| Are we. |