| Everybody’s writing on the wall
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| Taking all day long to read it all
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| Staring in the face of what’s to come
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| Coming down I’ve saved a space for you
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| Up, up
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| Thought you wanted to be up
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| Thought you wanted to be loved
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| Don’t you want to be loved?
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| Who could live without the harmony
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| The hundred million years of history
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| It’s only coming down to you and me
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| Give me time and I’ll make it up to you
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| Up, up
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| Thought you wanted to be up
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| Thought you wanted to be loved
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| Don’t you want to be loved?
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| Reaching up to turn the clock around
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| It’s like a ladder to my heart
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| A feeling that I got when I was young
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| Like the days, the days
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| Were folding up into my pocket
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| And honestly I wouldn’t change a single thing about the time we had
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| Up, up
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| Thought you wanted to be up
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| Thought you wanted to be loved
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| Don’t you want to be loved?
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| Don’t you want to be
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| Up, up
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| Thought you wanted to be up
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| Thought you wanted to be loved
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| Don’t you want to be loved? |