Nobody sees her here, her eyes are slowly closing.
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If she should want some peace, she sits there, without moving,
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and puts a pillow over the phone.
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And if she feels like dancing no one will know it.
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Giving herself a chance there's no need to show her how it should be.
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She can't remember now when she was all in pieces.
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She's quite content to sit there listening to what he says.
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How he didn't like to be alone.
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And if he feels like crying she's there to hear him.
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No reason to complain and nothing to fear, they always will be...
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Alive And Well And Living In
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| Jethro Tull |
