(J.Buckley)
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There's no easy answer, none to blame or forgive.
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Two cripples dancing to the end we lie.
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I'm not with you, not of you.
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Not with you, not of you.
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You are soft and young to me
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I am the ghost who comes and goes
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And I hope I'll catch you in the throws
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Of one last look at the wonder,
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One last look at the wonder.
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Oh, God, I love you
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And all the past we once knew
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Some other love becomes you
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Whatever else we come to
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I know we could be so happy, baby
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If we wanted to be
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You are soft and young to me
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I am the ghost who comes and goes
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I'm hoping that I'll catch you in the throws
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Of one last look at the joy that we've become.
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But there's no easy answer, none to blame or forgive.
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We were two cripples dancing, to the bitter end we live.
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I'm not with you, but of you.
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I'm not with you, but of you.
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Oh, God, I loved you
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And all the past we once knew
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Some other love becomes you
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Whatever else it comes to
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I know we could be so happy, baby
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If we wanted to be
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We had a birthplace in common
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We had separate beds and lives.
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Just sit here and blow....
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break out the oldest pictures
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and your ruined letters out to dry
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We had a birthplace in common
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We had separate beds and lives.
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I know we could be so happy, baby
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If we wanted to be
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I know we could be so happy, baby
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If we wanted to be
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Yeah, oh.
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I Know We Could Be So Happy, Baby (If We Wanted To Be)
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| Jeff Buckley |
