I wander lonely streets
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Behind where the old Thames does flow
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And in every face I meet
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Reminds me of what I have run from
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In every man, in every hand
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In every kiss, you understand
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That living is for other men
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I hope you two will understand
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I've got to tell you my tale
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Of how I loved and how I failed
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I hope you understand
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I've got to tell you my tale
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Of how I loved and how I failed
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I hope you understand
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These feelings should not be in the man
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In every child, in every eye
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In every sky, above my head
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I hope that I know
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So come with me in bed
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Because it's you and me, we're history
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There ain't nothing left to say
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When I will get you alone
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Maybe we could find a room
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Where we could see what we should do
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Maybe you know it's true
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Living with me is like keeping a fool
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In every man, in every hand
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In every kiss, you understand
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That living is for other men
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I hope you know that I am me so come on
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I'm thinking about history
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And I'm living for history
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And I think you know about me
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Cause I am
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And one and one is two
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But three is company
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When you're thinking about the things you do
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And you're thinking about the things you do
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I want to tell you my tale
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How I fell in love and jumped out on my bail
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I hope you understand there's more in a smile than in a hand
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In every sky, in every kiss
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There's something that I might have missed
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Why am I going to
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A place that now belongs to you
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But you were weak and so was I
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Let's pick it up, let's even try
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To live today, so why not smile
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Don't dream away your life 'Cause it is mine
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Is that a crime (repeat) this life is mine
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The bed ain't made but it's filled full of hope
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I've got a skin full of dope
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History
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The Verve |