| The day you’re born they sign a piece of paper
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| That will certify the date of your birth
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| And the day you die they sign another
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| Just to prove you’ve gone back to the earth
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| And between those two pieces of paper
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| There is the truth that is so hard to find
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| And the story of your life is written ', but
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| You must read in between the lines
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| Now when you’re young you think it don’t matter
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| If you leap before you look
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| But those old folks are wiser and sadder
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| From the chances that they took
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| Now when your chance comes along, you must take it
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| Just be careful and take your time
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| And the chances are good you will make it
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| If you can read in between the lines
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| And when someone tells you they love you
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| And no one has ever loved you more
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| It is wise to stop and consider how many
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| Times they might have said that before
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| Because when love leaves you cryin'
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| Then you will surely lose your mind
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| And you might have known love was lying
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| If you could read in between the lines
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| And when someone tells you they love you
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| And no one has ever loved you more
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| It is wise to stop and consider how many
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| Times they might have said that before
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| Because when love leaves you cryin'
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| Then you will surely lose your mind
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| And you might have known love was lying
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| If you could read in between the lines |