| A swift change in the weather calls for new clothes to be torn
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| Your man stakes me out for another round
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| And so I’m now on the city streets where the heart sets for repeat
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| Is there something out here that is worth my while?
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| I can try
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| To leave behind the wishful and the wild
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| The ivory skyline of your smile
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| I can walk enough in time
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| And devise to play it in my mind
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| I can try
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| There’s another way of thinking for us to say
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| Another way of knowing path to take
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| I can try and find their heart
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| And I can find a way to make it start
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| Branches reach my ripple basin
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| Tear in to my skies
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| Oh, colors change from white to black again
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| I can try
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| Somewhere in the day there’s none to keep
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| Somewhere in the night there’s a way to sleep
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| I can try to wake at night
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| And start to do it sometime soon
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| I can try
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| To leave behind the wishful and the wild
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| The ivory skyline of your smile
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| I can walk enough in time
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| And devise to play it in my mind
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| I can try
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| There’s another way of thinking for us to say
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| Another way of knowing path to take
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| I can try and find a heart
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| And I can find a way to make it start
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| A swift change and the winter stop
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| Wonder on… |