One says love is tragic
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One says miracle
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One becomes a skeptic
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One is vulnerable
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It's sad to me how quickly
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We define
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What is wrong with yours
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Is right with mine
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You think
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That we could learn
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To let things slide?
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Just let things slide
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One side moving closer
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One is more obscure
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One side feeling open
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One in overload
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All the time it takes
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To build things up
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And no time
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Flat to deconstruct
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You think
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That we could learn
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To give it up?
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Give it up
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The thin ice that we tread
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That's dangerously set
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The intentions
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Go falling through
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And you
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I had you in my web
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Now here I am instead
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Hanging by a thread
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I'm caught up in the back and forth
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Of balancing my fear
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I'll tell you though
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For what it's worth
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I fell for you my dear
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It's sad to me how quickly
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We define
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What is wrong with yours
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Is right with mine
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You think
|
That we could learn
|
To let things slide?
|
Let things slide
|
|
The thin ice that we tread
|
That's dangerously set
|
The intentions
|
Go falling through
|
And you
|
I had you in my web
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Now here I am instead
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Hanging by a thread
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Thread
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| k.d. lang |
