| I think I found a fear of mine
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| That you might love for no reason
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| You know I worry
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| Only luck brought me to you
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| I’m half awake most of the time
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| It’s just the timing of the seasons
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| So you know I worry
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| That you’re all I have to lose
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| And I should change this way of thinking
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| That all my fears are facts of life
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| But I could die tomorrow
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| You’d be close behind
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Close behind
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| I live my life in years to come
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| To prepare myself for sorrow
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| So I won’t worry
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| When I crumble at your feet
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| It’s something sinister to love
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| Without regard for dear Tomorrow
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| To search for worry
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| Is to love without deceit
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| And I should change this way of thinking
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| That all my fears are facts of life
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| But I could die tomorrow
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| You’d be close behind
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Close behind
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| Mmm, mmm
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| Mmm, mmm
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| Mmm
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| And I should change this way of thinking
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| That all my fears are facts of life
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| But I could die tomorrow
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| You’d be close behind
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| So I fill my days with thinking
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| Though, I’m years from my true time
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| I could die tomorrow
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| You’d be close behind
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| Close behind |