| Likely, it don’t seem likely
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| Faithless love, getting me down
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| Got your head spinning around
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| With faithless love, it ain’t my style
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| Take my hand, stay for a while
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| You may think that I could walk away
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| And think that I don’t plan to stay
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| Well, you think what you want
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| Me, I say that it don’t seem likely
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| Oh no,
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| 'Cause it all really matters
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| Take a look at it my way
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| I want to keep it together
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| Likely, it don’t seem likely
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| Look ahead, what do you see
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| Simple times, times made of need
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| Life to day moves with the tide
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| Stormy seas, harbor of light
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| You may think that I could turn and go Run away with any so-and-so
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| Well you think what you like
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| Me, I know
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| That it don’t seem likely
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| Oh no See a whole lot of sense an'
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| Take a look at it my way
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| Oh, yeah
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| It don’t seem likely
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| You’ll finally get it when you’re least aware
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| Out alone, or in your easy chair
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| It’s so slow, but you’ll know
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| That I care
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| But it don’t seem likely
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| Cause I know it really matters
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| Take a look at it my way
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| I want to keep us together
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| Though it don’t seem likely, oh no
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| 'Cause I know what really matters
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| I want to keep it together
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| Though it don’t seem likely
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| Oh no,
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| Likely |