| Sundown, another busy day watching the time fly
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| Old ground standing in the way and I don’t know why
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| So here I am making changes
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| Alterations in my house of cards
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| I don’t hold new arrangements
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| Am I at home, am I at home, am I, am I alright?
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| Look down, almost with breath held as the time flies
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| I found, I’m lost in your reflection, I don’t know why
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| I’m so behind in my repayments
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| Consideration must be over-due
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| But I’m at sixes with the statements
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| Am I at six, am I at six, am I? |
| Ooh
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| Now the twist of fortune wasn’t in the plans
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| And my desire for living
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| To do the best I can, to do the best I can
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| To do the best I can, oh oh oh yeah
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| Sometimes I nearly always drop, but then I get through
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| And each time it comes as a surprise what they should do
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| Oh, another drain of my resources
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| Information’s getting out of hand
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| And I’m at home with all the courses
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| Am I at home, am I at home, am I, am I, am I?
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| Talk to me, talk to me yes
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| Talk to me, oh now, it gets so hard, gets so hard
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| Just a little bit hard when you talk to me like you do
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| Just a little bit hard when you talk to me like you do
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| Just a little bit hard when you talk to me like you do
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| Just a little bit, just a little bit, just a little bit |