Downtown she's walking alone on a street
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Won't look in the eye of the stranger she sees
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She thinks she's alone in a world gone insane
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What she doesn't know is we all feel the same
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Taking the same route for twenty-two years
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A suit and a tie to dress up his fears
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A left turn on Yonge as the radio blare
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Sometimes it's almost like somebody's there
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To all the questions that move 'round your head
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To all the mysteries the key to unsaid
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Love is the answer, love is the answer
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Morning is breaking a light from its sleep
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Strangers awaking that never will meet
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One day we're born, one day we die
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Millions of lonely people wake up and try
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They all wake up and try
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To all the questions that move 'round your head
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To all the mysteries the key to unsaid
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Love is the answer, love is the answer
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To all the questions that move 'round your head
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To all the mysteries the key to unsaid
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Love is the answer, love is the answer
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Try
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| Kalan Porter |
