| Searching for something to which I can relate
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| Standing in a long line at the third departure gate
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| You’re first or you’re last it’s still hurry up and wait
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| Crossing the ocean ain’t no ordinary thing
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| Five thousand miles on a gigantic missile with wings
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| One minute to take off and the captain bell dings
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| I’ve got three three decades as Sue and Jim’s daughter
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| And it’s been four years four years I’ve been singing in the halls
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| We’ve shared two two anniversaries together
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| But who’s counting babe who’s counting the tallies on the wall
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| Who’s counting baby who’s counting anything at all
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| We try to be right we try to be good we try to be strong
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| It’s never enough it’s always too much and there’s still something wrong
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| And yet in the meantime we just keep moving along
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| Instrumental
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| It’s been one one entire life of miscalculations
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| And so many times so many times that I’ve dropped the ball
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| We don’t know how many days we have here that we’re not promised
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| So who’s counting babe who’s counting the things that might befall
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| Who’s counting baby who’s counting anything at all
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| Who’s counting anything at all
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| Who’s counting anything at all
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| Vocalizing
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| Who’s counting who’s counting anything at all
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| Vocalizing |