| You think your face is ordinary
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| But you don’t know that they see more
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| You say your life is ordinary
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| That you can’t feel it come alive
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| You don’t believe it comes alive
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| And no ordinary words will convince you
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| People might leave their heads
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| People beg, borrow and steal
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| People care what you feel
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| Do you feel it too
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| People might leave their heads
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| People don’t always say you mean more
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| Than this ordinary life that’s real and true
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| You think your face is ordinary
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| That you can’t feel it come alive
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| You don’t believe it comes alive
|
| And no ordinary words will convince you
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| People might leave their heads
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| People beg, borrow and steal
|
| People care what you feel
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| Do you feel it too
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| People might leave their heads
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| People don’t always say you mean more
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| Than this ordinary life that’s real and true
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| Put your feelings next to you
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| Put your feelings next to you
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| People might leave their heads
|
| People beg, borrow and steal
|
| People care what you feel
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| Do you feel it too
|
| People might leave their heads
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| People don’t always say you mean more
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| Than this ordinary life that’s real and true
|
| Put your feelings next to you
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| Put your feelings next to you |