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If we all feel sorry |
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Will we all feel something else |
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Sentiments are around it |
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Up to nearest words on every page |
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We are born with a knowledge |
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Mines so different to everyone else |
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And when our paths cross I worry |
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I like to be so far away from here |
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Maybe I was crying out for me to be discovered |
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Maybe I was crying out for you |
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Maybe I was hiding when I ran away for cover |
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Maybe I was just looking out for you |
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Have we all made a journey |
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A one that takes us where we want to go |
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And with a drop of an eyelid |
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You lock us up and throw away the key |
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Maybe I was crying out for me to be discovered |
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Maybe I was crying out for you |
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Maybe I was hiding when I ran away for cover |
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Maybe I was just looking out for you |
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