| All the leaves blow down again
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| I’ve had time to understand what you said to me
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| Oh, the birds go south with you
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| I’ve had time to wonder what I’d say without you
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| And I’ve run out of dreams
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| Run out of minds to read
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| Run out of you
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| Run out of you
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| I would give you an Oscar
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| For the movie you made with me
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| The one no one is going to see
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| Da-da-da-da, it’s been a year, oh, what a year
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| The clouds roll home again
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| I’ve had time for songs to form new meanings, ooh
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| And I’ve run out of dreams
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| Run out of maps to read
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| Run out of you
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| Run out of you
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| I would give you an Oscar
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| For the movie you made with me
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| The one no one is going to see
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| Da-da-da-da, it’s been a year, oh, what a year
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| So tell me your hopes and then I’ll tell you mine
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| You gave me my gods then you gave me the sky
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| I covered my eyes and said, «See ya some other time»
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| I would give you an Oscar
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| For the movie you made with me
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| The one no one is going to see
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| Da-da-da-da, it’s been a year, oh, what a year
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| I gotta tell ya
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| It’s the closest I’ve ever been
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| To the heart of everything
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| Da-da-da-da, it’s been a year, oh, what a year
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| I would give you an Oscar
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| For the movie you made with me
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| The one no one is going to see
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| Da-da-da-da, it’s been a year, oh, what a year |