| Waiting to cross the Rubicon
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| Wondering what side I’m on
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| What are these visions of me as a young man
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| With one arm pointed and the other arm holding your hand
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| Needing a plan to keep you near
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| Blowing a horn so you can hear
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| If it was only my love and devotion
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| This world would suddenly be in a state of commotion
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| Emotional commotion, emotional commotion
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| Emotional commotion, emotional motion
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| I never get around under the sun and the stars
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| And I may be always frowning
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| But wonder you will see under the sun and the stars
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| You will turn around, and I’ll be emotion
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| Emotional commotion, emotional commotion
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| Emotional commotion, emotional commotion
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| Emotional commotion, emotional motion |