| All night long, dreaming badly
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| Feeling something’s wrong
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| Faces crying as they fade away
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| Who can say where they were going?
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| Where’s their song?
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| Did they leave it in?
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| Their heart’s too long
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| Were they waiting for a sunny day?
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| Who can say whose wind is blowing
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| I can’t wake the wind to blow my way
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| Let them shake the world
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| I know, I know in my way
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| I know that songs that died unsung
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| Know their way too
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| Most songs do, most songs do
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| All night long, someone’s trying
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| To believe that he is strong
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| Will he make it by the fade of the day?
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| Who can say whose power is growing
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| I can’t wake the wind to blow my way
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| Let them shake the world
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| I know, I know in my way
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| I know that songs that died unsung
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| Know their way too
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| Most songs do, most songs do
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| All night long, dreaming badly
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| Feeling something’s wrong
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| Faces crying as they fade away
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| Who can say where they were going?
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| With this song
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| Did they leave it in?
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| Their hearts too long
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| Were they waiting for a sunny day?
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| Who can say who’s wind is blowing
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| I can’t wake the wind to blow my way
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| Let them shake the world
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| I know, I know in my way
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| I know that songs that died unsung
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| Know their way too
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| Most songs do, most songs do |