sometimes i think of myself / as a picture on some shelf / so inclined to sit and watch the world go down / then somebody comes along / and offers me some kind of song / and i just say: don’t play it for me / cause i don’t wanna hear / shades of grey and blue / until something comes that’s new / and i intentionally allow myself / to come along for the ride / but it doesn’t take so long / then i fall into another song / yet i don’t allow myself / to be a part of it
to share my life / is so hard for me to do / to share my life / is so hard for me to do
to share my life / is so hard for me to do / to share my life / is so hard for me to do / to share my life / is so hard for me to do / to share my life / is so hard for me to do / to share my life / is so hard for me to do ...
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