Somebody's cryin' to be heard
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And there's also someone who hears every word
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Sail across the ocean with your back against the wind
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Listening to nothing save the calling of a bird
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And when the rain begins to fall, don't you start to curse
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It may be just the tears of someone that you never heard
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Reflected in the water is a face that you don't know
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And isn't it surprising when you find out it's your own?
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And so you try to find out whether it is friend or foe
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And what it wants to know, and what it wants to know
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Well, you're wrapped up in your little world and no one can get in
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You sit and think of everything, then you wonder where you've been
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You put the blame on someone that you've hardly ever known
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And then you realize too late the blame was all your own
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Cryin' to be Heard
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| Steve Winwood |
