| Day to day
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| Where do you want to be?
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| 'Cos now you’re trying to pick a fight
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| With everyone you need
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| You seem like a soldier
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| Who’s lost his composure
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| You’re wounded and playing a waiting game
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| In no-man's land no-one's to blame
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| See the world
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| Find an old fashioned girl
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| And when all’s been said and done
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| It’s the things that are given, not won
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| Are the things that you earned
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| Empty handed, surrounded by a senseless scene
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| With nothing of significance
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| Besides a shadow of a dream
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| You sound like an old joke
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| You’re worn out, a bit broken
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| Asking me time and time again
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| And the answer’s still the same
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| See the world
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| Find an old fashioned girl
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| And when all’s been said and done
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| It’s the things that are given, not won
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| Are the things that you earned
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| You’ve got a chance to put things right
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| So how’s it going to be?
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| Lay down your arms now
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| And put us beyond doubt
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| So reach out it’s not too far away
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| Don’t mess around now, don’t delay
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| See the world… |