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I was sitting in my room My problems seemed to loom At me, up at me. I turned the stereo on And listened to the song That played first.
Well, it didn't seem too wrong for you, It seemed to be a song for you, The one I wanted to write for you, For you.
Why do I always Feel so blue? Can you love me? I do love you.
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penny for your thoughts, my dear.
My problems still are here They fill me with a fear Again, once more. What can I compensate To raise me from this fallen state From the depths Of love?
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