| I’ve been wanting to write
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| Yes, wanting
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| I’ve been thinking
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| It’s all I’ve been doing today
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| What matters to me
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| Is you’ve forced me to see
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| Something buried inside
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| I can no longer hide
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| In this wide, wide world
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| Must be oh so many girls
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| Better for you than I
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| In this wide, wide world
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| There is someone who
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| Is more ideal for you
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| Someone who’s more your world
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| Who can love and still not hope too high
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| Who can live your life and give your life
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| The things I can’t supply
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| And if you find her, I’ll die
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| So I’m writing today
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| Writing to say
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| After reflecting and pondering
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| And thinking about you
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| I would rather be miserable with you
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| Than without you |