| Lately
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| Lately I’ve had the strangest feeling
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| With no even reason here to find
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| but yet the thought of losing you’s been hanging
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| Around my mind
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| Far more frequently you’re wearing perfume
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| And with you saying 'No special place to go'
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| But when I ask, will you be coming back soon?
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| Saying you don’t know, never know
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| I’m a man of many wishes
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| Hope my premonition misses
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| But what I really feel
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| My eyes won’t let me hide
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| Cuz it always starts to cry
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| Cuz this time could mean good, goodbye.
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| (Oh why don’t you tell me)
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| Lately I’ve been staring in the mirror
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| Very slowly picking me apart
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| Saying I’m trying to tell myself I have a reason
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| With your heart
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| Girl, just the other night while you were sleeping
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| I heard you vaguely whisper someone’s name
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| But, when I asked you what the thoughts you keeping
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| You just said 'Nothing changed'
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| I’m a man of many wishes
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| Hope my premonition misses
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| But what I really will
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| My eyes won’t let me hide
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| Cuz it always starts to cry (yeah yeah baby)
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| Cuz this time could mean good bye |