| If you could read my mind, love,
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| What a tale my thoughts could tell.
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| Just like an old time movie,
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| 'Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
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| In a castle dark or a fortress strong,
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| With chains upon my feet.
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| You know that ghost is me.
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| And I will never be set free
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| As long as I’m a ghost that you can’t see.
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| If I could read your mind, love,
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| What a tale your thoughts could tell.
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| Just like a paperback novel,
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| The kind the drugstores sell.
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| When you reached the part where the heartaches come,
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| The hero would be me.
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| But heroes often fail,
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| And you won’t read that book again
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| Because the ending’s just too hard to take!
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| I’d walk away like a movie star
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| Who gets burned in a three way script.
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| Enter number two:
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| A movie queen to play the scene
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| Of bringing all the good things out in me.
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| But for now, love, let’s be real;
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| I never thought I could act this way
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| And I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it.
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| I don’t know where we went wrong,
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| But the feeling’s gone
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| And I just can’t get it back.
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| If you could read my mind, love,
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| What a tale my thoughts could tell.
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| Just like an old time movie,
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| 'Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
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| In a castle dark or a fortress strong.
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| With chains upon my feet.
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| But stories always end,
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| And if you read between the lines,
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| You’ll know that I’m just tryin' to understand
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| The feelin’s that you lack.
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| I never thought I could feel this way
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| And I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it.
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| I don’t know where we went wrong,
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| But the feelin’s gone
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| And I just can’t get it back! |