| Well, I prayed that the sun was a hope and the rain was an angel
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| And I came out of the treetop and into the cradle
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| And I broke down like a baby with the hungriest belly
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| You make it all worth my while
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| Well, I lay under the covers for a hundred days
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| And I close both my eyes till a relative came
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| And I spun round in a circle till I came undone
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| But you make it all worth my while
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| So send me to the grave with the age old question
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| How to get into this beautiful mess
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| And it was never my intention and never my style
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| Everything about you was worth my while
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| I laughed so nobody had to ever catch me crying
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| And I cried so nobody had to ever catch me lying
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| And I failed a thousand times but it keeps me trying
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| 'Cause you make it all worth my while
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| So send me to the grave with the age old question
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| How to get into this beautiful mess
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| And it was never my intention and never my style
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| Everything about you was worth my while, worth my while
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| So send me to the grave with the age old question
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| How to get into this beautiful mess
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| And it was never my intention and never my style
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| Everything about you was worth my while
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| So send me to the grave with the age old question
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| How to get into this beautiful mess
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| And it was never my intention and never my style
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| Something’s happened and I don’t know why
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| And it all comes down at the end of the day
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| It’s hard to handle and it’s hard to take
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| And it’s money be the world, money be game
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| I’ve been broken and I’ve been ashamed
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| I’ve been caught in the world, out in the blue
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| Crashed to the floor but I still have you
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| I still have you, I still have you
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| I still have you, I still have you |