| We are all together alone
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| And these are just wishes
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| And I am just dreaming
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| If I ever grow up I will take care of the old
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| And all the babies that have no one
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| You might think I give myself
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| Too much credit but I am just dreaming
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| 'Cause not much is sacred
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| There’s not really much to do here any more
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| I don’t feel like you said
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| I walk the earth my darling but I never feel at home
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| And we all say
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| I will change tomorrow
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| (This could be a perfect place)
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| I will change
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| (This could be a perfect place)
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| I will change tomorrow
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| (This could be a perfect place)
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| I will change it all tomorrow
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| I will assure all of the husbands
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| Who are guilty and the wives who feel useless
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| I will nurse all of the black and blue babies
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| With their unhappy parents
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| Who had unhappy parents
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| And I will assure all of the boys who feel awkward
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| And the girls who feel clumsy
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| And I will walk alongside the old man
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| Who feels so alone as everyone rushes by him
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| Now baby
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| 'Cause not much is sacred
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| There’s not really much to do here any more
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| I don’t feel like you said
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| I walk the earth my darling but I never feel at home
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| I will change tomorrow
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| (This could be a perfect place)
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| I will change
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| (This could be a perfect place)
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| I will change tomorrow
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| (This could be a perfect place)
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| I will change
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| (This could be a perfect place)
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| I will change it all tomorrow
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| We are all together alone
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| And these are just wishes
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| And I am just dreaming |