| All this choosing-wrongs losing ground
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| Often feeling lost, has brought it out.
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| But I’m looking for a love, not a heartache
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| Yes I’m gonna take my time
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| Even though I know from the handshake
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| If I wanna make you mine
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| I am walking blind
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| Maybe that’s a good thing,
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| Maybe that’s a good thing…
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| …that I can’t see what’s coming
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| And I don’t much care
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| Life will become one big stupid «Truth or Dare»
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| Maybe it’s a good thing
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| Temper me with dignity today
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| Ever shoot your silver through my veins
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| Looking for a change in my make-up
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| Break apart and start again
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| I will ask a question
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| You will win my heart and then…
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| …I will send you a sign
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| Maybe that’s a rare thing,
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| Maybe that’s a rare thing.
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| When a light comes blinding
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| And it stops me dead
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| I’ll always remember the time you sat next to me and you said,
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| «Maybe it’s a good thing.»
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| When a light comes blinding
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| And it stops me dead
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| I’ll always remember the time you sat next to me and you said,
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| «Maybe it’s a good thing.
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| Maybe it’s a good thing.» |