written by Julia Fordham
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I print it up, I join the dots
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I fill in any spaces I should stumble on
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Here in this, trapped in this tale
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of love gone wrong
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I hold my, I hope to die
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Or wake to find that all of this
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has passed me by
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Here in this, trapped in this unfolding tale
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I'm doing my best at
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Wishing you, wishing you, wishing you
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Wishing you, wishing you, wishing you well
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I'm doing my best at
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Wishing you, wishing you, wishing you
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Wishing you, wishing you well
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I fumble on, the days are long
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I tell myself I must, I must, I must be strong
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Here in this, trapped in this unfolding tale
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I'm doing my best at
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Wishing you, wishing you, wishing you
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Wishing you, wishing you, wishing you well
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I'm doing my best at
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Wishing you, wishing you, wishing you
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Wishing you, wishing you well
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The story unfolds from your sorry lips
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Hitting hard against my skin
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Seeping down beneath the surface
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And setting up home therein
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I'm doing my best at
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Wishing you, wishing you, wishing you
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Wishing you, wishing you, wishing you well
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I'm doing my best at
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Wishing you, wishing you, wishing you
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Wishing you, wishing you well
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I'm doing my best at
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Wishing You Well
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| Julia Fordham |
