I wanted to follow you
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Down to your well-furnished cave
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And to laugh at your art
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I wanted to tell you the truth
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But I'm always afraid
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That you'll be torn apart
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Oh, say the word
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And I'll tell you you're wrong
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Oh, say the word
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I've been waiting too long
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But when you talk
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There's nothing to hear
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I'm always changing
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You're too far or too near
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I wanted to tell her the truth
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But I'm always afraid it's not in her heart
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I wanted to say how I felt
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But I'm always afraid
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That she'll stop when I start
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Oh, say the word
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When we're there at her home
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Oh, say the word
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'Cause I don't want to be alone
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But when she talks
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She's all that I hear
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How can I help it
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You are always too near
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Always Changing Probably
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| Toad The Wet Sprocket |
