| if we were to stay here
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| would it really be so bad
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| sitting here all afternoon
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| well you’d probably lose your job
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| the world would gradually turn round
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| aeroplanes fly by
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| every three minutes or so
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| birds land on the water
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| it’s already time to go
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| why’s it always time to go?
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| when I really want to stay
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| I always seem to be walking away
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| it’s plain to see
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| that you and me
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| we’ve got different reasons
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| to be stealing beauty
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| I know it should feel wrong
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| but it seems right to me
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| we’ll swim out to the island
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| a silver comet in the sky
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| they’ll come and try to find us
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| still that’s where we’re going to hide
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| the boats are banging in the dock
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| when I really want to stay
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| I always seem to be walking away
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| it’s easy to see
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| there’ll be someone for you
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| who won’t let you hang around with me
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| but until that day
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| I’ll spend my time
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| just thinking up ways to be stealing beauty
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| it’s plain to see
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| that you and me
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| we’ve got different reasons
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| to be stealing beauty
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| I know it should feel wrong
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| but it seems right to me
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| right to me… right to me… |