| Roses, posies, sometimes, we all fall down
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| It’s the way you get around, it’s the way you make a sound
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| Hocus, Pocus, sometimes, you need to change
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| But you fear to rearrange, and the feeling is estranged
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| Try to find a place now, try to feel the rain
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| Try to win the race now, try to feel the rain
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| I’m hung up on the space now, and here we go again
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| Who will I replace, you will I replace
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| There is not an answer to your pain
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| You’ve got to feel the rain, you’ve got to feel the rain
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| Woah Woah Woah
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| Woah Woah Woah
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| Woah Woah Woah
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| Try to find a place now, try to feel the rain
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| Try to win the race now, try to feel the rain
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| I’m hung up on the space now, and here we go again
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| Who will I replace, you will I replace
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| There is not an answer to your pain
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| You’ve got to feel the rain, you’ve got to feel the rain
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| Come and sit beside me once again, you’ve got to feel the rain, you’ve got to
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| feel the rain…
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| Woah Woah Woah
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| Woah Woah Woah
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| Woah Woah Woah |