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作曲 : Chan Marshall |
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作词 : Chan Marshall |
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When I see your face in the crowd |
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With a look of obsession |
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There's no subtle way to say |
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There's plenty of defense and discretion |
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Even with what's left |
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All the gifts put outside |
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It's like nothing really matters |
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How can other people's ways |
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Be an estimate of your way of life? |
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Can't the words, and birds, and trees, and earth |
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Be the same thing, and be just as right? |
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It's hard, a learned test |
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It's so hard, a learned test |
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It's like nothing really matters |
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It's like nothing really matters |
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The courage to turn it around |
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If he could see the different way |
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If he could turn it on its knee and bend it down |
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It wouldn't really matter |
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But outside, a learned test |
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A learned test |
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