| One day it just snowed I guess
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| And they closed the roads into your heart
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| You came home like a dead star
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| No light left, no loving anymore
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| Years ago you sent a postcard
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| It’s the one that always made me laugh
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| It said «send for reinforcements
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| Cause there’s too much here for me to love»
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| What would they say
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| What would they say to make you feel OK
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| What would they do
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| What would they do to make you feel OK
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| Years ago I read a story
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| About a man who had a plan
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| Tied himself on to a balloon
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| Yeah, cut the ties and tried to reach the moon
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| Rescued by an airline pilot
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| 15,000 feet above the world
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| Dragged him down, they wished him luck
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| They’d hoped that he learned his lesson well
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| What would they say
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| What would they say to make him feel OK
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| What would they do
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| What would they do to make him feel OK
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| Kathy I can still see stars
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| The same ones that we wished upon
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| I know you know your way around
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| But I can tell you’re losing ground
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| I can see you on the radar
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| But you know I could never bring you back
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| You cut the ties, you’re floating free yeah, hi and lo and inbetween
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| You cut the ties, you’re floating free yeah, hi and lo and inbetween |