there will be tears
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i've no doubt
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there may be smiles
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but a few
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and when those tears
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have run out
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you will be numb and blue
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i can't be there with you
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but i can dream
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i can't be there with you
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but i can dream
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i can't be there with you
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but i can dream
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i can't be there with you
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but i can dream
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i can't be there with you
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but i can dream
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i can't be there with you
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but i can dream
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i still dream dream dream
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i still dream
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my grandaddy was a player
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pretty boy in a pair of gators
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see i met him later on
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think it was 1991
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the only dad i'd ever know
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but pretty soon he'd be gone too
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hide my face hide my face
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can't let em see me crying
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cause these boys didn't have no fathers neither
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and they weren't crying
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my friend said it wasn't so bad
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you can't miss what you ain't had
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well i can
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i'm sad and there will be tears
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i've no doubt
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there may be smiles
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but a few
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and when those tears
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have run out
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you will be numb
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and blue
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i can't be there
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that's all you had to say to me was
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you couldn't be there
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why couldn't you say to me
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you won't be there
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you could've warned me
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you wouldn't be here
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right here
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you wouldn't be here for me
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There Will Be Tears
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| Frank Ocean |
