I got the call today,
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that I didn't wanna hear
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but I knew that it would come.
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<Music>
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An old, true friend of ours
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was talkin' on the phone :
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" She said you've found someone. "
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<Music>
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And I thought of all the bad luck
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and the struggles we went through.
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And how I lost me
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and you lost you.
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What are these voices
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outside love's open door ?
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Make us throw off our contentment
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and beg for something more.
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<Music>
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I'm learning to live without you now
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but I miss you sometimes.
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The more I know,
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the less I understand.
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All the things I thought I knew,
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I'm learning again.
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I've been tryin' to get down
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to the heart of the matter.
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But my will gets weak
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and my thoughts seem to scatter.
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But I think it's about
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forgiveness,
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forgiveness.
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Even if,
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even if
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you don't love me anymore.
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[Music1]...........[Music1]
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[Music2]...........[Music2]
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<Music>
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All these times are so uncertain.
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There's a yearning undefined
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and people filled with rage.
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<Music>
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We all need a little tenderness.
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How can love survive
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in such a graceless age ?
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The trust and self-assurance
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that lead to happiness,
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they're the very things
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we kill I guess.
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Pride and competition
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cannot fill these empty arms.
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And the work I put between us,
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you know it doesn't keep me warm.
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I'm learning to live without you now
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but I miss you, baby.
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And the more I know,
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the less I understand.
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All the things I thought I'd figured out,
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I have to learn again.
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I've been trying to get down
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to the heart of the matter.
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But everything changes
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and my friends seem to scatter.
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But I think it's about
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forgiveness,
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forgiveness.
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Even if,
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even if
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you don't love me anymore.
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<Music>
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There are people in your life
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who've come and gone.
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They let you down
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you know they hurt your pride.
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You better put it all behind you baby;
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cause life goes on.
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You keep carryin' that anger;
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it'll eat you up inside, baby !
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I've been trying to get down
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to the heart of the matter.
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But my will gets weak
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and my thought seem to scatter.
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But I think it's about
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forgiveness,
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forgiveness.
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Even if,
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even if
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you don't love me.
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I've been tryin' to get down
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to the heart of the matter.
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Because the flesh will get weak
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and the ashes will scatter.
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So I'm thinkin' about
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forgiveness,
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forgiveness.
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Even if,
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even if
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you don't love me.
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{ Forgiveness }
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Forgiveness - baby !
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{ Forgiveness }
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{ Forgiveness }
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{ Forgiveness }
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{ Forgiveness }
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Even if,
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you don't love me anymore !
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[Music1]...........[Music1]
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[Music2]...........[Music2]
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< Piano Solo >
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<End>...........@@@@@
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The Heart Of The Matter
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| Eagles |
