(Leon Russell)
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Are we really happy here
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With this lonely game we play
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Looking for words to say
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Searching but not finding
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Understanding anywhere
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We're lost in a masquerade
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Both afraid to say we're just to far away
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From being close together from the start
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We tried to talk it over but the words got in the way
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We're lost inside this lonely game we play
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Thoughts of weeping disappear
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Every time I see your eyes
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No matter how hard I try
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To understand the reasons
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That we carry on this way
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We're lost in a masquerade
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This Masquerade
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| George Benson |
