by Walter Egan
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It's been a year too long
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It's been a day too short
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Now how can I be strong
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I'm getting torn apart
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It's getting tough to take it
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Making a wreck of me
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It's getting rough to make it
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One break could set me free
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Now don't you see one break is all I need
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And I believe one break could set me free
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Sometimes I wake up dreaming before it disappears
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Sometimes I wake up screaming
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Near vergin' on tears
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Now should I walk the line
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Or should I jump the fence
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Is this the reign of reason
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Or irrelevance
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With each passing day
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I grow a little numb
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I was an inch away
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The taste was on my tongue
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With every brand new day I grow a little numb
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I was an inch away the taste was on my tongue
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Chorus
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Vergin' on Tears
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| Walter Egan |
