| If you’re gonna let me go, I need to know, need to know
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| If you’re gonna let me go, I need to know, need to know
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| You’re desperate for affection, sacred love, fabled love
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| But no response to come, that’s a lesson learned, lesson learned
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| Look into my baby’s eyes
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| You turn it around, you turn it around
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| You turn it around so desperately
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| You turn it around, you turn it around
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| It echoes down that road that builds you up, builds you up
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| You walk for miles and miles, not sensible, logical
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| So turn it around, so turn it around
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| You turn it around so desperately
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| You turn it around, you turn it around
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| You turn it around, you turn it around
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| You turn it around so desperately
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| You turn it around, you turn it around
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| You turn it around, you turn it around
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| You turn it around so desperately
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| So desperately, so desperately, so desperately, oh |