| Step over my sea, take a look as you pass
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| Your reflection shows you all you have
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| And if I didn’t have hands
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| How could I hold on to the hope of ever handling the love I’ve found?
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| I really should be myself sometimes
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| To check I’m still around (around, around)
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| I really want you here right now to lift me off the ground
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| Put next to lovers don’t feel nothing new
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| I still get my kicks from hanging around you
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| I feel as old as the hills
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| I hear a ringing in my ears, this ringing still won’t cure my ills
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| I really should be myself sometimes
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| To check I’m still around (around, around)
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| I really want you here right now
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| To lift me off the ground
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| I really should be myself sometimes
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| To check I’m still around (around, around)
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| I really want you here right now
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| To lift me off the ground
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| I really should be myself sometimes
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| To check I’m still around (around, around)
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| I really want you here right now
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| To lift me off the ground |