| You’re just a stones throw from me
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| But throwing stones could never be
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| The perfect way to start
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| Cos sticks and stones make broken bones
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| And empty words make broken homes
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| But it’s love that broke our hearts
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| If I knew what you were thinking
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| I would stop this boat from sinking
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| But darling you are like the sand
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| And you’re slipping through my hands
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| I just don’t know what you’re thinking
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| You’re just a photo in a drawer
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| But photographs are not much more
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| Than ghosts we can’t forget
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| You’re just a red rag to a bull
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| You’re just a false hope for a fool
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| But its as close as I can get
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| If I knew what you were thinking
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| I would stop this boat from sinking
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| But darling you are like the sun
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| Setting when my evening comes
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| I just don’t know what you’re thinking
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| And I would stop the sky from falling
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| If I knew, if I knew
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| And I would love you every morning
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| If I knew, if I knew
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| If I knew what you were thinking
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| I would stop this boat from sinking
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| But darling you are like the stars
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| I know I can’t reach that far
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| I just don’t know what you’re thinking |