| The world’s rushing past my ears
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| In a way, in a way, in a way I always feared
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| 'Cause I see your face, and then I forget mine
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| and then all that I stand for and I.
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| Well it’s okay to stay unsure
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| But making faces only makes you immature
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| «Our world is beautiful,» you say
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| Well if you’re true then why don’t you treat it that way
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| I said «It won’t be so hard»
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| I said «It won’t be so hard to say»
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| And I hoped myself to sleep
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| And I held myself to it
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| I’m just too old to play this game
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| The rules and packs of cards we use just aren’t the same
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| «But you’re so beautiful,» he says
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| If he were true then maybe he’d treat me that way
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| I know it won’t be so hard
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| I said «It won’t be so hard to say»
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| I thought «It won’t be so hard»
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| I said «It won’t be so hard to say»
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| And I hope myself to sleep
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| And I hold myself to it.
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| The world’s rushing past my ears
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| In a way, in a way, in a way I always feared
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| 'Cause I see your face, and then I forget mine
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| and then all that I stand for and I.
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| I lose my place
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| I lose my place
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| And I hope myself to sleep
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| And I hold myself to it
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| I thought «It won’t be so hard»
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| And so I said what was in my heart.
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| I said what was in my heart… |