People fall away in all the simple things,
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Things I could have been to make it easy.
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And if I could wait, you know I would stay
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Right outside your door ‘till I know you’re ready,
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Ready for the morning.
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I’m ready for the cold hard truth to take me.
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So we’ll cross the water again,
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And all these simple things.
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So we try to laugh, make it some funny thing,
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Still I’m looking back, I was living.
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It all comes crumbling down, makes it easy, now
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Lay it on the floor, now I think I’m ready,
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Ready for the morning.
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I’m ready for the cold hard truth to take me
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Far across the water again,
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And all these simple things.
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So we try to laugh, to make it easier now
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Beside me on the floor, that was living.
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And in these fun days, in these final laughs
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Try to make it last till I know I’m ready
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Ready for the morning.
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I’m ready for the cold hard truth to take me.
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So we’ll cross the water again,
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And all these simple things.
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All These Simple Things
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| David Usher |
