| Here I am, in the same old clothes, looking back on my life
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| ‘Cos I’m here alone. |
| Left out here without a home
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| Take no chance, read between the lines, don’t accept a way
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| When she always cries, just try to read between the lines
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| I tried to love you Now I’m here, taking things as I find them
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| Now I’m here, wasting time, thinking of me, looking back on my life
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| Wondering why …
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| It’s hard to see and to understand just a-what it’s like to be pushed around
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| Kicking stones along the ground. |
| I don’t think it will ever change
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| Can I find a way to the front again and have another chance to spend my life
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| with you
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| And now I’m here, taking things as I find them
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| Now I’m here, wasting time, thinking of me, looking back on my life
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| Wondering why …
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| And now I’m here, taking things as I find them
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| Now I’m here, wasting time, thinking of me, looking back on my life
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| Wondering why … |