| Someday you can tell me that I’ve been all wrong
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| Maybe someday I could care less
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| All the times you’ll ask me if my love’s still strong
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| After you’ve gone, well, I guess the answer’s yes
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| Sometimes I can feel it even stronger than before
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| And every now and then it slips away
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| It’s possible to find it, it’s there nothin' more
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| It’s never very far away and it’s in my way
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| Did you ever get the feelin' that your heart had been sold
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| To somebody without any love
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| All that you believe in and the things you’ve been told
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| Suddenly there’s more to think of
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| If love isn’t all that you’re after there’s trouble ahead in the end
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| If what’s in the way of your laughter is every other way that you’ve been
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| Well, you’ve got to tear it all out, look for the light '
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| And then give it a way to get in, baby, if love isn’t all that you’re after,
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| well then
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| Someday you can tell me that I’ve been all wrong
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| Maybe someday I could care less
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| All the times you’ll ask me if my love’s still strong
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| After you’ve gone, well, I guess the answer’s yes |