| I can’t be here anymore,
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| Just want it to be over. |
| (Over.)
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| Wanna walk where the clouds are big,
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| An' covered in clover (Clouds of clover.)
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| I’m sorry I ever called.
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| Shoulda never, ever, ever picked up the 'phone. |
| (Shoulda forgot your number.)
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| It’s turned into a scary dream.
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| I never want it back at all.
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| I never really thought you would answer.
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| Now it’s a big blown up thing.
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| I wish you hadn’t been at home when the telephone rang.
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| When the telephone rang.
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| I’ve looked in faces that just looked away.
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| The eyes were dim and cloudy. |
| (Can't see a thing.)
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| The pain of livin' with the hand that’s dealt,
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| Is more than I can stand. |
| (Can you take it? Can you take it? Can you take it?)
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| I can’t forget all the mistakes I made,
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| It’d take a lifetime to erase them. |
| (No, I can’t go back.)
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| An' even I would never change a thing,
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| I can’t waste any more time. |
| (Time's a wastin', time’s a wastin'.)
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| I never really thought you would answer.
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| Now it’s a big blown up thing.
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| I wish you hadn’t been at home when the telephone rang.
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| When the telephone rang.
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| Instrumental break.
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| I’m gettin' old an' my friends are few;
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| We’re crossin' that big mountain. |
| (Almost to the top, almost to the top.)
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| The sky fills of with the stars and moon and rain,
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| Pours like a fountain. |
| (Water fallin' down.)
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| Oh, I could sit here in the midnight air,
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| An' look at what this life takes from me. |
| (An' what it gives to you.)
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| An' count the reasons why I can’t stand myself.
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| Just had to say these things anyway.
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| I never really thought you would answer.
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| Now it’s a big blown up thing.
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| I wish you hadn’t been at home when the telephone rang.
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| When the telephone rang.
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| When the telephone rang.
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| The ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, when the telephone rang.
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| The ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, when the telephone rang.
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| Oh, I wish you hadn’t been at home when the telephone rang.
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| When the telephone rang.
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| When the telephone rang. |