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Which Way The Wind Blows |
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Something roaming around my head |
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But I don't know who I'm gonna write to |
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You know I looked inside my book of dreams |
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But I don't know which one I'm gonna sleep to yet |
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Oh no I don't know which one I'm gonna sleep to |
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Found me, you loved me, then you turned me on |
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But I don't know why, maybe you do |
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You know I love my house and yet I cannot stay |
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Because I can't see which way the wind blows |
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'Cause I can't see which way the wind blows |
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Do what you want, cause the summer is here |
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Do what you want, think I'm making that clear? |
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Do what you want, don't have a care, I think that's fair |
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Ooh ooh... |
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Ah, ah, ah |
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Words don't come so easy now |
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'Cause there's a hole where my heart used to be |
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Now she's gone, I have got to choose |
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But I don't know now, what's the use? |
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And I don't know now, what's the use? |
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'Cause I can't see which way the wind blows. |
