Falling and spinning, losing and winning, keeping my head
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Watching for signals, wearisome vigil,
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Was I misled, I remember you said
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That you don't want to forget me
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It doesn't matter which of our fantasies fled
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Every tomorrow looking to borrow a piece of today
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Run a bit faster here comes the catcher making his play
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You had better not stay
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You will soon be surrounded
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It doesn't matter which of our fantasies stay
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Lonely and winsome, calling for someone, living right now
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Something is shallow, ugly and hollow
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Doesn't even allow you to want to know how you might
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Live for the living, and give for the giving
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Moment by moment, one day at a time
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It doesn't matter, it's nothing but dreaming anyhow
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It Doesn't Matter
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| Dan Fogelberg |
