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Every time I think of you I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue It's no problem of mine But it's a problem I find Living a life that I can't leave behind But there's no sense in telling me The wisdom of the fool won't set you free But that's the way that it goes And it's what nobody knows well every day my confusion grows

Every time I see you falling I get down on my knees and pray I'm waiting for that final moment You say the words that I can't say..
 
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