When
I find out all the reasons
Maybe I’ll find another way
Find
another day
With all the changing seasons of my life
Maybe I’ll
get it right next time
An now that you’ve been broken down
Got
your head out of the clouds
You’re back down on the ground
And
you don’t talk so loud
An you don’t walk so proud
Any more, and
what for
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