| I’m still trying to find the way to the brighter side, and when you make it
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| would you send me a postcard or two?
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| I know that it’s sad to see but it’s still hard to be anything but blue
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| I saw at the end of the street, I saw beautiful things, all my hopes and my
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| dreams, go from good, bad, to worse in a moment it seems
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| And you, you got hung up with me too, now you’re carving our names in the
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| pavement and making us permanent residents
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| And now you too, not you too, I can see the bitter days just creeping up on you
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| So tell me how you’re trying to find the way to the brighter side and when you
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| make it, would you send me a postcard or two?
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| For myself, and for my friends, and for my family I’ve tried so hard to change,
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| but it’s still hard to be anything but blue
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| So I’ll make it a point to try, to see the brighter side of life,
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| as long as you promise me that you won’t leave me today |