| I’ll never tell you what I saw
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| Or how it made me breathe
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| I’ll never repeat what I heard
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| How long it took me to leave
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| I’ll never tell you what I saw
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| Or how it made my smile freeze
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| Cause this world is a whirlwind, but I’m holding that trapeze
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| And I’ll never tell you what I saw
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| I’ll never tell you who I loved
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| Or how they made me free
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| I’ll never tell you how I slept
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| Back when I was 15
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| I thought that I could just forget
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| The bricks that have built me
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| But this world is a whirlwind and I’m holding that trapeze
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| And I’ll never tell you who I loved
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| But if I could tell you one thing
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| I would tell you I’m not leaving
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| If I could show you one thing
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| All my mistakes have shaped me
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| Into who I am
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| And who I am just wants to make you home
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| I’ll never tell you why I drive
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| Into the night and back again
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| I hardly speak of my hometown
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| My little hands in the cement
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| I’ll never tell you what I saw, close the door, swallow the key
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| But this world is a whirlwind and I’m holding that trapeze
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| Ya this world keeps on turning, love is carried in a sling
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| Ya this world is a whirlwind and I’m holding that trapeze
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| So I’ll never tell you what I saw |