| It’s tragic--keeps on happening all the time
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| It’s the kind of thing that I fear
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| I feel I’m making no headway
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| Walls I know are starting to disappear
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| It’s like they’d never existed, strange but true
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| As sure as I’m talking to you
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| Now you see it, now I don’t want to frighten you
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| But I’m simply here standing alone
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| Chorus I:
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| Trapped in these shadows that belong to missing persons
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| Names faded from memory join the list and then mark time
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| Once I would have been glad to have made your acquaintance
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| Now I feel a danger brought about by circumstance
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| Obsessed, the quality of life escapes me now
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| It’s one of the things I lack
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| From the east and to the west
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| I feel it’s time that I was heading back
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| I can’t control these feelings that I have
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| I’ve never been one to hide
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| Become a pillar of society
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| But don’t let your morals slide
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| Chorus II:
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| Or you can find that you’ve become a missing person
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| A here today gone tomorrow breeze and lost in the night
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| Once I would have been glad to have made your acquaintance
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| Now I feel a danger brought about by circumstance
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| But I know in the end, I’ll be safe, we’ll be happy
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| After finding myself we’ll be fine
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| Any problems we have will be gone in a moment
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| I’ll become just a state of the mind
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| I want you close
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| I need you near
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| You have to be here
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| I turned around
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| You’ve gone again
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| Chorus I Chorus II |