| No I won’t interfere
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| I’m the only sound you’ll ever need to hear
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| Listen to my breath so near
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| Allow me to be every noise in your ear
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| Since that day I wake up early
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| Every morning which is good
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| But my stomach’s churning, call me
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| It would be nice if you could
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| Some days I question
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| The suggestion
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| You might not exist at all
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| Can we meet and talk it over
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| Would you be kind enough to call
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| Over and over
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| It’s over all over
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| And over and over and over
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| And over…
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| No there’s no middle ground
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| Your off in another story
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| Or merry-go-round
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| No there’ll be no measured terms
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| You fly in the face of the way the world turns
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| Like a frozen tidal wave
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| Since that day I’m standing still
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| You brought me here and I accept
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| Though you regret I never will
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| Just one sweet word
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| And then a smile from you
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| Is almost worth everything
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| I’ve given all I had to give
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| But you gave up giving in
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| You are everywhere I go
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| All the places we have been
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| I can’t imagine where you are
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| For you are all I’ve ever seen
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| Over and over…
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| All I’ve ever known
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| All I’ve ever seen
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| Places that I go
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| Places that we’ve been |