The roses in the window box
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Have tilted to one side
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Everything about this house
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Was born to grow and die
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Oh it doesn't seem a year ago
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To this very day
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You said I'm sorry honey
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If I don't change the pace
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I can't face another day
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And love lies bleeding in my hand
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Oh it kills me to think of you with another man
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I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan
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But my guitar couldn't hold you
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So I split the band
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Love lies bleeding in my hands
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I wonder if those changes
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Have left a scar on you
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Like all the burning hoops of fire
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That you and I passed through
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You're a bluebird on a telegraph line
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I hope you're happy now
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Well if the wind of change comes down your way girl
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You'll make it back somehow
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Funeral For A Friend
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| Elton John |
