| We for once at last
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| Will know what next
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| For every sun we coax
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| We must watch one set
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| And it may well go on beyond my pride
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| Will you be off, beyond and out of my sight
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| Still, still
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| Do you think you could love me
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| I’ve been holding it at night
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| I’ve been hanging it above me
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| Still, still, still
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| Do you think you could love me
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| I’ve been holding it at night
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| I’ve been hanging it above me
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| All the day long
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| All the faith and age I fished from fountains
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| In all my twenty several years and counting
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| Life is a long line
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| I forget
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| Last one forgave me
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| So I forgive the next
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| No matter what I do to chase the polish from the shine
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| It jumps all over my body to the front of my mind |