(Don Henley/Jai Winding/Stan Lynch)
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You live in a house of mirrors
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Reflecting your splendid isolation
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You have so much of everything
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Except for true consideration
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The way you dance
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The way you walk
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The way you drive
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The way you talk
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The way you eat
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The way you drink
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The way you act
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The way that you don't think
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It's like there's-
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Nobody else in the world but you
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Nobody else in the world
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Nobody else in the world but you
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In case you haven't noticed
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There's lots of other people here, too
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Hey now, did your momma teach you anything?
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Some things still got to be respected
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Is it a sign of the times, or is it just your callous heart?
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How did you get so disconnected?
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The way you push
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The way you shove
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The way you hate
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The way you love
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The lies you spin
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The scenes you make
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The grief you give
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The space you take
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It's like there's-
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Nobody else in the world but you
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Nobody else in the world
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Nobody else in the world but you
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In case you haven't noticed
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There's lots of other people here, too
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And now it's time you did a little giving, baby
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The world is not your plaything, no, no, no
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[Solo]
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Nobody else in the world but you
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Nobody else in the world
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Nobody else in the world but you
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In case you haven't noticed
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There's lots of other people here
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Nobody else in the world but you
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Nobody else in the world
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It's like there's-nobody else in the world but you
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In case you haven't noticed there are lots of other people here, too
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Nobody Else In The World But You
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| Don Henley |
