| Time on my hands
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| Time on my side
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| Got nothing but time to relieve me
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| Weight of your stone
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| Hangs on my brow
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| And there’s nothing but time to relieve me
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| Every time I hear a raindrop fall
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| It reminds me of you
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| Every time my conscience calls
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| It makes me feel blue
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| But what else can I do
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| When there’s nobody here to look up to
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| I swear it’s making me cry
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| It’s making me sigh
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| You’re driving me blind
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| Time on my hands
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| Nothing but time on my side
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| Got nothing but time to relieve me
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| Weight of your stones
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| Hangs on my brow
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| And there’s nothing but time to deceive me
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| Every time I hear a newborn baby cry
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| It reminds me of you
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| Every time my conscience lies
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| It makes me feel blue
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| But what else can I do?
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| When you leave me with nobody here to look up to
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| I swear you’re making me cry
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| You’re making me sigh
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| You’re driving me blind |