| Oh my mind is like an old tilt-a-whirl
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| It never seems to stop, not even for this girl
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| And I’d like to think that my life could be
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| A whole lot better off, if you were here with me.
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| I sit here, wondering bout our time
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| Are there regrets, are you really mine.
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| Please take me in your arms tonight, the moon is out
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| Stars are bright
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| Oh my mind is like an old tilt-a-whirl
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| It never seems to stop, not even for this girl.
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| And I’d like to think that my life could be
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| A whole lot better off, if you were here with me.
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| Are you staying true, my mind does wander back to you
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| How do I stay, is there a debt to pay?
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| Please take me in your arms tonight,
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| The moon is out, the stars are bright
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| I only want to be with you
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| If I reveal to you, a truth of mine
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| Will you return to me some peace of mind?
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| I know that others have ever as designed,
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| I only ask that you don’t leave me behind.
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| Oh my mind is like an old tilt-a-whirl
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| Where it stops, nobody knows
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| And the more I try, to take control
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| The faster it goes.
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| Oh my mind is like an old tilt-a-whirl
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| It never seems to stop, not even for this girl.
|
| And I’d like to think that my life could be
|
| A whole lot better off if you were here with me.
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| Oh my mind is like an old tilt-a-whirl
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| Where it stops, nobody knows.
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| And the more I try, to take control
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| The faster it goes. |