| If I tried to recall the days that were empty, would it be up to me to decide?
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| And would you mind if I chose to take a companion, someone to carry along for
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| the ride?
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| If it’s this or that or the other thing, why dwell on things that we can’t know?
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| And if we’re dangerously beginning, then WOAH!
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| Woah! |
| Sing it woah, sing it woah, sing it woah!
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| Woah! |
| Sing it woah, sing it woah, sing it woah!
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| So we fly in the face of old constitutions, she’s making her way through my mind
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| But when we ties ourselves to new resolutions, oh, we’re burning up empty inside
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| But if it’s this or that or the other thing, why dwell on things that we can’t
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| know?
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| And if the way this feels is so fulfilling, then WOAH!
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| Woah! |
| Sing it woah, sing it woah, sing it woah!
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| Woah! |
| Sing it woah, sing it woah, sing it woah!
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| Well I know, I know, I know, I know, that life is a dance
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| And I know I’ll see the other side where love is a trance
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| Well I hope to see another world where I can breathe
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| I’m holding back a scream…
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| Oh, woah!
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| Woah! |
| Sing it woah, sing it woah, sing it woah!
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| Woah! |
| Sing it woah, sing it woah, sing it woah!
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| Woah! |
| Sing it woah, sing it woah, sing it woah!
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| Woah! |
| Sing it woah, sing it woah, sing it woah! |