| Okay, I understand that we can never be
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| More than a moment
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| More than a midsummer’s dream
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| A page torn out and crumpled, a memory fading
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| It’s a shame with life so short
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| Knock, knock, I opened my door
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| To be understood
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| Here in the neighborhood
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| Holy communion
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| Brother and sisterdom
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| Is all that’s left for us
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| So get back on the bus
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| She, I know her name
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| Must be quite something
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| Oh, to hold you in my arms all night
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| I never told you the things I thought I might
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| Oh well, I’ll keep it to myself
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| For there will be many rainy days
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| Extreme happiness
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| Brings extraordinary pain
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| Me in my fortress
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| Bleed just the same
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| It’s over us
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| This moment will pass
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| Kokoro, kokoro, kokoro, kokoro
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| Kokoro
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| Kokoro, kokoro, kokoro, kokoro
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| Kokoro
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| Break, break, break my broken heart
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| Take, take, take my open arms
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| Kokoro, kokoro, kokoro, kokoro
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| Kokoro
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| Kokoro, kokoro, kokoro, kokoro
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| Kokoro
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| You come to me in dreams
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| We’re so hungry
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| Ghost, I love you
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| Wherefore art thy mate?
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| Here inside me
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| Wait until I wake
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| And don’t forget your watch
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| And close the screen door latch |