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We get older every year
But you don't change
Or I don't notice you're changing
I think about it every day
But only for a little while
And then I feel it
I'll never know which way to flow
Set a course that I don't know
I'll never know which way to flow
Set a course that I don't know
The wind's blowing in my face
Lately find it hard to keep the pace
And I'm looking for a place to go
But only for a little while
And then the feeling
I'll never know which way to flow
Set a course that I don't know
I'll never know which way to flow
Set a course that I don't know
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You wanna turn your back on everything
You wanna turn your back on everyone
Well I try
You wanna turn your back on everything
You wanna turn your back on everyone
Well I try
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You never talk about it
If it's too involved
You don't wanna know
Let it go
Let it go
And in the morning sun
Everything is fine
And it's alright
Till you open your eyes
Open your eyes
You're thinking about yourself
Thinking about your life
Thinking about your wealth
? it's nothing
It's nothing
You never talk about it
If it's too involved
You don't wanna know
Let it go
Let it go
And in the morning sun
Everything is fine
And it's alright
Till you open your eyes
Open your eyes
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When I touched your skin
I feel I'll end up in deep with you.
I'm not sure
Everything is fine.
You're in my heart
But it's the feeling that all fell apart.
Think of me; but don't believe that I was wrong.
When I switched off my feelings is when I lost control.
Couldn't say what I was needing -
Something I didn't know.
I woke up in bed
I feel sweat running down my head.
And I remembered something you had said:
(You Said) "Don't dream too long, 'cuz when you wake up everybody's gone."
Find someone else to sing another song.
When I switched off my feelings is when I lost control
Couldn't say what I was needing -
Something I didn't know
When I switched off my feelings is when I lost control
Couldn't say what I was needing -
Something I didn't know
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You wanna turn your back on everything You wanna turn your back on everyone Well I try You wanna turn your back on everyone Well I try You wanna turn your back on everything
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Fear begin to turn around
I guess if everyone listens
There's no one left to fight.
In your heart someone's there
I'm sixty years old
With nothing left to say.
Why does it really prove
When you ? away
Seems the message is
Gotta serve the sun
Now you don't know
When to listen or just let it go
Then I don't suppose
That you chose to walk a straight road
Then you'll never know
And I don't suppose
That you chose to walk a straight road
Then you'll never know
Why does it really prove
When you ? away
Seems the message is
Gotta serve the sun
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See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
I'd love to say it her
Kiss her lips, they're wet with spit
It's more a flavor, taste like wine
Sticking something cold inside
Those eyes leave goosebumps on my spine
You're very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
You're very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
I'd love to say it her
Kiss her lips, they're wet with spit
It's more a flavor, taste like wine
Sticking something cold inside
Those eyes leave goosebumps on my spine
You're very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
You're very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
You're very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
You're very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
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