| Don’t tell me to stop
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| Tell the rain not to drop
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| Tell the wind not to blow
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| Cause you said so;
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| Tell me love isn’t true
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| It’s just something we do
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| Tell me everything I’m not
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| But don’t tell me to stop
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| Tell the sun not to shine
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| Not to get up this time
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| Let it fall by the way
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| Leave me where I lay;
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| Tell the leaves not to turn
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| But don’t tell me I’ll learn
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| Take the black off a crow
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| But don’t tell me to go
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| Tell the bed not to lay
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| Like the mouth of a grave
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| Not to stare up at me
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| Like a calf on its knees;
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| Tell me love isn’t true
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| It’s just something we do
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| Tell me everything I’m not
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| But don’t tell me to stop |