| She’s a tragedy, she’s lost at sea
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| And we have to let her go
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| And so begins her search within
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| And mysteries to be solved
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| She don’t care, says she’s so over this place
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| And she’s unaware, she want out of the rat race
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| Eliza says she’s part of a new world
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| One that makes her feel like a new girl, new girl…
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| Eliza’s leaving now
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| And she’s so in love with her new crowd
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| Can’t forget her
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| And though she can’t see what it is to be
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| She can feel it taking hold
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| Through innocence and accidents
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| That cannot be resolved
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| Eliza says she’s part of a new world
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| One that makes her feel like a new girl, new girl…
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| Eliza’s leaving now
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| And she’s so in love with her new crowd
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| Can’t forget her
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| Eliza’s peaking now
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| Better leave her alone until she gets down
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| And remembers
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| Her life’s a river, rolling to the sea
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| Starting out a mystery
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| It’s funny how we let it slip away
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| Slip away
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| Eliza’s leaving now
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| And she’s so in love with her new crowd
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| Can’t forget her
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| Eliza’s peaking now
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| Better leave her alone until she gets down
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| And remembers
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| She don’t care, says she’s so over this place
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| And she’s unaware she want out of the rat race… |