So what you're really trying to say
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Is you don't want me to stand in your way
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Is that all that you feel right now
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My Dear, I wish that you would understand
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Sometimes things just go out of hand
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And some things just happen somehow
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For a shred of hope you would follow the devil
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For a sense of bliss you would sell all of your dreams
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For a trace of love we may lose mind completely
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And there is not a lot that we can do
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Is there nothing that we could do...
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Are we caught up in that river's flow
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And for every new way that we go
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Do we have to leave something behind
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My Dear, it's that river that gives and that takes
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So for every new turn that it makes
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We lose one thing but another we find
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For a shred of hope...
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How many times did I wish I could just end this pain
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That I could go back in time
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To where it began and then start again
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Well, if we could so, it would be so easy to make amends
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But the river doesn't stand still
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And the river just gives no second chance
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Is there nothing that we could do...
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The River
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| Everon |
