With the music of life
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My soul is out of tune
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And I feel like I'm growing old
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Much too soon
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My love I just couldn't compare
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And the key to my happiness
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I let slip away
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[Chorus:]
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Now I'm a man without a dream
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I've got a heart that has no home
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All my senses are numb
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Loosing you I've become
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A man without a dream
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Instead of striving to reach my goals in life
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I got distracted with mean, endless games
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For just an illusion I traded love that was real
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Now my eyes cannot see and my heart cannot feel
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[Chorus]
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Sometimes I think I'm a prisoner of fate
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Doomed to find out things a little too late
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And so I must play this broken man's roll
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Unless you come home girl
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And bring back my soul
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[Chorus]
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Without a dream...
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A Man Without A Dream
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| The Monkees |
