| I saw you crying as I turned away
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| Did I see your face, like it wasn’t there
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| And I know what went wrong
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| Yeah, I knew it all along
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| But I didn’t care about you
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| Clara, where are you today?
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| And did you make the same mistakes
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| That I made a million times before I met you?
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| Did you go, did you run, did you think of your son?
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| Did you know you’re not the only one
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| That tried to make a piece of coal into a diamond? |
| Yeah
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| So everything’s fine now, at least you say
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| Maybe that’s okay, but you know it’s wrong
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| Was I right, did it last?
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| Were you dwelling on the past
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| Or hanging on to a memory?
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| So you say your time will never come
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| Maybe you should go ahead and jump
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| Then you’ll become
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| Exactly what you are hanging onto
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| Standing there on the bridge with your feet on the ledge
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| Maybe I might push you over the edge
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| And send you falling straight to the ground |