| I spend my days waiting for something that will come and save me
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| Searching for more than what this life had gave me
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| I thought the grass would be much greener on the other side
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| But there’s no such thing as a free ride
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| Now I spend my days pushing daisies
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| Collecting dust till I go crazy
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| On the other side
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| After all the times you cried
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| Ever since I crossed the line
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| I’ve got nothing but time
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| Life’s just fine
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| On the other side
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| And now you spend your days wondering why it went away
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| Trying to find some meaning in your life’s design
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| Why waste the present thinking only of the past
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| We never know if today will be our last
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| You should spend your days picking daisies
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| Don’t spend your time reflecting
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| Or you’ll go crazy
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| On the other side
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| After all the times you cried
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| Ever since I crossed the line
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| I’ve got nothing but time
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| Life’s just fine
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| On the other side
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| No matter what we do
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| We’re never ready for our final situation
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| No matter what we choose
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| We all end up at the same destination
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| On the other side
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| After all the times you cried
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| Ever since I crossed the line
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| I’ve got nothing but time
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| Life’s just fine
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| On the other side
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| After all the times you cried
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| Ever since I crossed the line
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| I’ve got nothing but time
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| Life’s just fine
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| On the other side |