There's a picture in the hall, I know
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And it's from a time when feelings showed
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Though I hold it close before my eyes
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My heart refuses to see
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Loving you could have been, oh so easy
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But there is something you don't understand
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Through the times when two were one completely
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There was another in this well laid plan
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This corridor seems to stretch for years ahead
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But patient hearts cannot match times steady tread
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Is this the threshold of a fantasy?
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Is there still life at all?
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Loving you could have been, oh so easy
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But there is something you don't understand
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Through the times when two were one completely
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There was another in this well laid plan
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Best laid plan of ours
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Watering the garden, some comfort for the twilight years
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Still, life never lingers, it marches past our veil of tears
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A moment's all we've got, to have and to hold
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Don't slip, don't blink, don't turn your head
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With a photographic memory
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I could live in a time that used to be
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Is this the threshold of a fantasy?
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Is there still life at all?
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Loving you could have been, oh so easy
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But there is something you don't understand
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Through the times when I was won completely
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There was another in this well laid plan
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Loving you could have been, oh so easy
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But there is something you don't understand
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There was a time when I was won completely
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Our emotions they got out of hand
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Still Life
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| Men At Work |
