| The scribbled lines from years gone by
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| A theme appears the same for years
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| I can’t believe I haven’t changed
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| The dreams and tears just re-arranged
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| And the rain it keeps falling down on your head
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| An so many words that can never be said
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| Now the days go rushing by
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| I sit and wonder why I wonder why
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| I’ve spent the money, I’ve spent the time
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| And now I live my life between the lines
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| Another day to throw away
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| I’ll just write down what I cannot say
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| I’m going to change, I really will
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| There comes a point when you’ve had your fill
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| But the sun it keeps shining down on your head
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| It lights up a world from all that you’ve said
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| Now the days go rushing by
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| I sit and wonder why I wonder why
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| I’ve spent the money, I’ve spent the time
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| And now I live my life between the lines
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| I have a secret that no one can know
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| I keep to myself so that nothing will show
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| I’ve locked it away and will never tell
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| It’s what keeps me going, you know what gets me through hell |