| So what you’re really trying to say
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| Is you don’t want me to stand in your way
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| Is that all that you feel right now
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| My Dear, I wish that you would understand
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| Sometimes things just go out of hand
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| And some things just happen somehow
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| For a shred of hope you would follow the devil
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| For a sense of bliss you would sell all of your dreams
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| For a trace of love we may lose mind completely
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| And there is not a lot that we can do
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| Is there nothing that we could do…
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| Are we caught up in that river’s flow
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| And for every new way that we go
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| Do we have to leave something behind
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| My Dear, it’s that river that gives and that takes
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| So for every new turn that it makes
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| We lose one thing but another we find
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| For a shred of hope…
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| How many times did I wish I could just end this pain
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| That I could go back in time
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| To where it began and then start again
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| Well, if we could so, it would be so easy to make amends
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| But the river doesn’t stand still
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| And the river just gives no second chance
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| Is there nothing that we could do… |