| Now, wait a minute
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| Do you realize what you’re saying
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| Oh, I know what I’m saying
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| I’m lying here the bed’s white
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| Someone turns off the light
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| There in the dark I start to cry
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| It all comes back to me
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| The way we lived our lives
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| And all the things we never feared
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| We were not like all of them
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| We didn’t work we didn’t worry
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| All we had was money, money
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| All we ever had was fame and fun
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| When I look at me then
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| When I look at me now
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| I can understand the fall
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| But I’ll never know how
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| There in the dark I cry
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| It all comes back to me now
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| Whether it was by substance
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| Whether it was by car or
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| If I fell in the distance
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| Or if I thought a war
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| I cannot remember
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| If I was shot in the back
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| Or If I drowned in my bath
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| Now in this bed all day
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| Now in this bed all night
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| I still have my moment
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| When they bring me out
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| It is all that’s left now
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| Of this fearless mind
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| A blink of my eye and
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| Some times she smiles
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| This white angel over me
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| This angel touching me sometimes
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| The way we lived our lives
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| And all the things we never feared
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| There in the dark I cry
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| It all comes back |