I walk along the street and wonder what to do
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I’d like to ease the pain in my troubled brain
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But as to how, I haven’t a clue
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Should I shout at the people who pass me by
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Hey folks look at me, I’m no ordinary guy
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I had a love and she swore she was mine
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But she only loved me when the weather was fine.
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My mind tells me what to do
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Keep it to yourself, tell nobody else
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Just how you loved her so, they don’t want to know
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Keep it to yourself.
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On a subway train, I hide from the rain
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And take a seat right next to the door
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There’s a man with a case and as I look at his face
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I’m sure I’ve seen him someplace before
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He looks up and I look down
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And then we both look away
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The train slows down and my head spins ‘round
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It’s like scene from a one-act play.
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My mind tells me what to do
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Keep it to yourself, tell nobody else
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Just how you loved her so, they don’t want to know
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Keep it to yourself.
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I feel much better when the sun has lost its glow
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When the light of day is fading away
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And there are shadows wherever I go
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Yes the light is fading and I’m masquerading
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As a poet with something to say
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The inspiration’s gone and I can’t turn it on
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It’s been the same since she went away.
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My mind tells me what to do
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Keep it to yourself, tell nobody else
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Just how you loved her so, they don’t want to know
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Keep it to yourself.
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Keep It to Yourself
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| Gerry Rafferty |
