| Hey would you dig to be alone?
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| And tell me when will you be back home?
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| And why did you leave me all alone?
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| You blew my mind.
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| Fool, listen on to yourself.
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| You don’t know even when you been left.
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| Tomorrow maybe you’ll see the rest.
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| I told you so.
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| You gotta believe in something
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| If you don’t you will be lost.
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| You gotta believe in someone
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| No matter the cost.
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| Well, hell if I’ve been had
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| Then, Jesus, why’s it got to hurt so bad?
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| And when could something come and make me glad
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| To be alive?
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| Look, you got a mind of your own.
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| So listen when it says you could be wrong.
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| The first time is usually when you hear the song
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| That sets you free.
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| Too late you realise that burning bridges behind you
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| Every time you lose, insisting on something
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| That perhaps cannot be had, you blow it away.
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| You gotta believe in something
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| And give it some time.
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| You gotta believe in someone
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| Go over the line.
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| So, love isn’t lost so easy.
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| And livin' ain’t gonna be so cool and breezy.
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| Look in my eyes know that I am speaking freely.
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| I give you give blind.
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| Hey would you dig to be alone?
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| And tell me when will you be back home?
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| And why did you leave me all alone?
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| You blew it away.
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| Crosby, Stills, Nash — Vocals
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| Stephen Stills — Acoustic Piano, Electric Guitar
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| Joe Vitale — Drums, Percussion
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| George Perry — Bass
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| Mike Lewis, Stephen Stills — String Arrangements |