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She's taking her time making up the reasons
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To justify all the hurt inside
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Guess she knows from the smiles and the look in their eyes
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Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one
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They're saying
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Mama never loved her much
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And daddy never keeps in touch
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That's why she shies away from human affection
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But somewhere in a private place
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She packs her bags for outer space
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And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot
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To come (and she'll say to him)
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She's saying
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I would fly you to the moon and back
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If you'll be if you'll be my baby
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Got a ticket for a world where we belong
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So would you be my baby Ooh-ooh
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She can't remember a time When she felt needed
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If love was red then she was colour-blind
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All her friends they've been tried for treason
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And crimes that were never defined She's saying
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Love is like a barren place
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And reaching out for human faith is
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Is like a journey I just don't have a map for
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So baby gonna take a dive and push the shift to overdrive
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Send a signal that she's hanging all her hopes on the stars
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(What a pleasant dream) just saying
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Mamma never loved her much
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And daddy never keeps in touch
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That's why she shies away from human affection
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But somewhere in a private place
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She packs her bags for outer space
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And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot
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To come (and she'll say to him) She's saying
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To the moon and back
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| Savage Garden |
