| Everybody’s talking at me.
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| I don’t hear a word they’re saying,
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| Only the echoes of my mind.
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| People stopping staring,
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| I can’t see their faces,
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| Only the shadows of their eyes.
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| I’m going where the sun keeps shining
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| Thru' the pouring rain,
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| Going where the weather suits my clothes,
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| Backing off of the North East wind,
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| Sailing on summer breeze
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| And skipping over the ocean like a stone.
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| I’m going where the sun keeps shining
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| Thru' the pouring rain,
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| Going where the weather suits my clothes,
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| Backing off of the North East wind,
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| Sailing on summer breeze
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| And skipping over the ocean like a stone |