Where do you start? How do you separate the present from the past?
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How do you deal with all the things you thought would last? That didn't last
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With bits of memories scattered here and there
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I look around and don't know where to start
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Which books are yours?
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Which tapes and dreams belong to you and which are mine?
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Our lives are tangled like the branches of a vine that intertwine
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So many habits that we'll have to break
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And yesterdays we'll have to take apart
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One day there'll be a song or something in the air again
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To catch me by surprise and you'll be there again
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A moment in what might have been
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Where do you start? Do you allow yourself a little time to cry?
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Or do you close your eyes and kiss it all goodbye? I guess you try
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And though I don't know where and don't know when
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I'll find myself in love again
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I promise there will always be a little place no one will see
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A tiny part within my heart, that stays in love with you
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Where Do You Start?
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| Barbra Streisand |
