Lately I see clouds of sorrow in your eyes
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Some deep sadness you can never quite disguise
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I was scared to ask where it's leading to
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But I'm more afraid of not asking you.
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Is there something that you want to tell me?
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Is there something that I ought to know?
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Are we something that's still worth fighting for
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Or should I simply let you go?
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Is there something I can do to reach you?
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Are we something more than history?
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I'll find some way to convince you to stay
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If you just tell me honestly
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Is there something left of you and me?
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You've got secrets you've been keeping for too long
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I'm going crazy acting like there's nothing wrong
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I can taste the truth every time we kiss
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But I can't go on
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At least not like this.
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Repeat***
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I don't want to lose you
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But what's the use of holding on
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I don't really have you
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If the feeling's gone.
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Is there something I can do to reach you?
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Are we something more than history?
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If there's no way to convince you to stay
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Then be the way it used to be.
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But there's something that I want to tell you
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And I want you to believe it's true
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We had something that I'll never forget
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Even if I wanted to
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A part of me will always be with you.
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Is There Something
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Christopher Cross |