Isn't life strange
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A turn of the page
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Can read like before
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Can we ask for more?
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Each day passes by
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How hard man will try?
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The sea will not wait
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You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry -
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Wished I could be in your heart
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To be one with your love
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Wished I could be in your eyes
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Looking back there you were, and here we are.
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Isn't love strange
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A word we arrange
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With no thought or care
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Maker of despair
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Each breath that we breathe
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With love we must weave
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To make us as one
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You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry -
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Wished I could be in your heart
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To be one with your love
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Wished I could be in your eyes
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Looking back there you were, and here we are.
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Isn't life strange
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A turn of the page
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A book without light
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Unless with love we write;
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To throw it away
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To lose just a day
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The quicksand of time
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You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry -
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Wished I could be in your heart
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To be one with your love
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Wished I could be in your eyes
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Looking back there you were:
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Isn't Life Strange
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Moody Blues |