her life is a show
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one act follows the other everywhere she goes
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she takes the leading role
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she never plays herself
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save for the time she's on the stage
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color her black or white
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now either one reflects the teardrops
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one extreme for the other
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nothing in between
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color her white for the princess she could be
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color her black for the troubled child she plays so well
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well she's dancing through hell on a dream
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and blue is soul of the one
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reaching for the man that she hasn't got yet
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and holding on to those hearts for lost causes
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she could be so bright
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but she's reaching for us all
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color her blue for the loneliness she feels
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she's hiding her heart in the sky
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and this is a thursday afternoon
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it's just another thursday afternoon
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it's just another thursday afternoon
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color me grey
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i'm a little bit of everything today
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and i'm not sure just where i'm going
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color me grey
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wishing i was something more of distinction
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color us all 'cause we're just stars
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wishing our lives away
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into the distance
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and out of existence
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color her black or white
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color her blue
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or color me grey
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color us all - we're stars
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wishing our lives away
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now we're stars
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thursday afternoon
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Indigo Girls |