should have never crossed your path
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funny things you want the most
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should soon be taken back
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slap my own hands like a child
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stealing from the candy store
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i think i've taken to your smile
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and i hunger for your laugh
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do the craziest things like look around
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when i know you're nowhere near me
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break my back on a song
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though i know you're not there to hear
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unanswered questions lying on the coffee table
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from a song i haven't finished since last summer
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cause i never could decide how much was gin
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how much the sea
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or other incidentals clouding what was really me
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everything i am is bare feet and burning sand
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waiting for the calm cool hand of the sea
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a madman of emotions waiting for the drug effect
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of the reason and the intellect to comfort me
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half the time i love you like you love the fall's first breeze
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then you seem as distant as the skeletons of trees
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far away outside my window
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where inside i think of you
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as if i thought hard enough i'd know which way to turn
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and what to do
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ooh
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ooh
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ooh
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ooh
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i'm quite sure i'll be alright
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we all live with some distraction
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it's just too bad
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mine will hang around all day and night
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like an uninvited guest
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you can't turn away try hard as you might
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lord knows i've tried
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i might let it go and take a long long run
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quit my job and join the coastline baking in the sun
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then again i might just make big plans
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and leave them on the table
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like the song i left unfinished
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and the words i am unable
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i will always be unable to express
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ooh
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ooh
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ooh
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ooh
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should have never crossed your path
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Indigo Girls |