Maybe if I lay real still
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It will go away, maybe it will
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Maybe this I won't budge
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Maybe I just need a little nudge
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Maybe this time I won't flinch
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Maybe this time it might be a sinch
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Maybe this time I won't run
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Maybe I'll own up to what I've done
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What have I done?
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What have I done?
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Maybe I'm just damaged goods
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And, baby, you're a babe in the woods
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And me, I'm just a little lost lamb
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But you love me wherever I am
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And maybe I've been caught red handed
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Making off like a lucky bandit
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And this wasn't how I planned it
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Maybe this time I could stay
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And let myself get carried away
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Maybe this time it's too late
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We could make a move or we could wait
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Maybe she will understand
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And not expect too much from one man
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Maybe she can
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Or maybe she can't
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Maybe when I've changed my tune
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I'll come out of my solitude
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And start to live my life anew
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And spend the rest of my days pleasing you
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And on the path to righteousness
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I'll swept the dust
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Whatever it takes to gain your trust
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I'll do what I must
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I'll do what I must (I'll do what I must)
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I'll do what I must (I'll do what I must)
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I'll do what I must
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Maybe I'm just damaged goods
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And, baby, you're a babe in the woods
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And me, I'm just a little lost lamb
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But you love me wherever I am
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And maybe I've been caught red handed
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Making off like a lucky bandit
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And now I walk this planet
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Forever in search of the alternative to love
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Alternative To Love
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Brendan Benson |