I'm off the streetI'm all aloneI just can't thinkWhat I've
Had a fight at the tableI didn't think it would
I know what it is you're thinkingBut baby, it's sacred
Whatever it is you're thinkingSit down and let's give it
I got kinda lostI got kinda lostI got kinda lost
Look up, look upYou'll see the skyLook up, look upHe's
You hurt me yesterdayI didn't know what to sayYou didn't
I remember the first timeYou said you loved meI waited
There was a lightSo dear to meI wanted to liveThere
When I look though your eyesI tend to get bitterMaybe
They say my love for you ain't realBut you don't
They say my love for you ain't realBut they don't
They say my love for you ain't realBut they don't
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