| You say that I am changing
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| I guess I will before too long
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| Will you give me a way out or a past to live down?
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| Either way it couldn’t be worse than it is now
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| I’m watching while a wild dog makes ripples round and round
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| Is every single whisper a life that we should know by now
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| Or is it just a sound?
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| Something keeps a river from sinking into the ground
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| Was I ever any different?
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| It’s the simplest ones, the simplest ones
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| White lies in the night
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| If I could be yours then you could be mine
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| As long as it rhymes
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| It’s all that I’ll ever need
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| I hear white lies in the night
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| If I could be yours and you could be mine
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| We keep what we hide
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| And you told such simple lies
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| Now that we are free, Verona, won’t you keep me out?
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| Drive me to the city where every building shouts
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| I want to hear some people
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| I want to leave the windows down
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| I never will believe you
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| You should know why by now, whoa
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| It is the simplest things we want, whoa
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| But we can never see enough, whoa
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| And it’s the simplest things we want, whoa
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| And it’s the simplest ones, the simplest ones
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| White lies in the night
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| If I could be yours then you could be mine
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| As long as it rhymes
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| It’s all that I’ll ever need
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| I hear white lies in the night
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| If I could be yours then you could be mine
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| We keep what we hide
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| And you told such simple lies |