| Wandering soul
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| Wandering mind
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| Wondering what’s gone wrong with me
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| And try not to try
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| Swayed by the wind
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| Swayed by desire
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| Can’t reach the moon up above
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| And I don’t dare touch the fire
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| 'Cause the trouble with wanting is I want you
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| The trouble with wanting is I want you
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| The trouble with wanting is I want you
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| And I want you all the time
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| Always on my mind
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| Always alone
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| You could be miles and miles away
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| But somehow you’re close
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| If I can’t have my cake
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| And I can’t eat it too
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| Well, I guess the sound of your voice
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| In the aching will just have to do
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| 'Cause the trouble with wanting is I want you
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| The trouble with wanting is I want you
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| The trouble with wanting is I want you
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| And I want you all the time
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| And if you never come back
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| If you never call
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| I say I’ll understand when I don’t at all
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| 'Cause the trouble with wanting is I want you
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| The trouble with wanting is I want you
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| The trouble with wanting is I want you
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| And I want you all the time
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| The trouble with wanting is I want you
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| The trouble with wanting is I want you
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| I see you there and I see that line
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| (The trouble with wanting is I want you)
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| And I want you all the time
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| Oh, I want you all the time |