| I was feeling |
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Down and |
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Out |
| Tired and aching |
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Hoping my ways were |
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Catching up with |
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Me |
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| So I went to |
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The |
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Dr. man |
| And he told me to |
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Give up my |
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Smokes and start |
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Exercising |
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| But the nurse |
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Well she had a |
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Different remedy |
| She said I should |
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Try to find |
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Some |
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Loving |
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| Find some time to |
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Play |
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Again |
| Blow out the
cobwebs |
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Remember a |
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Sweeter part of |
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Life |
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| Been so long since
I've |
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Been |
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Capable of |
| Showing any
tenderness |
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Accepting even a |
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Friendly |
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Touch |
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| A bit frightened |
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Each |
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Time |
| There's a knock at
my |
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Door |
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That my phone |
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Rings |
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| Been many |
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Many a |
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Time |
| When I've drawn the |
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Curtains |
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Unplugged the |
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Phone |
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| Knowing I need |
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Other |
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People |
| But too frightened
to |
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Try |
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Risk |
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Again |
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| So I |
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Continue |
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On |
| Following my |
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Lonesome roads |
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Unable to |
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Reach out |
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| Wonder |
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How many |
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Others |
| Follow similar
paths |
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Also afraid |
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Yet needing |
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Love |
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| So sad when |
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So many are |
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Lonely |
| All suffering from
the |
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Same grief |
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But unable to |
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Unite |
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| Well tis time to |
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Wander |
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On |
| Return to my |
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Ways |
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Ignore all the |
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Advice |
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