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| Was I really seeking good or just seeking attention? Is that all good deeds are when looked at with an ice-cold eye? | |
| A warlord who shoots people in the face. What's so scary about that? | |
| Suppose you was a little cat residin' in a person's flat who fed you fish and scratched your ears? You'd notice him. | |
| When I get a wink from the doorman, do you know how lucky you'll be? That you're on line with the feline of Avenue B. | |
| Was that me? Was that him? Did a Prince really kiss me? And kiss me? And kiss me? And did I kiss him back? Was it wrong? Am I mad? Is that all? Does he miss me? | |
| If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why, oh why, can't I? | |
| What would I give if I could live out of these waters? What would I pay to spend a day warm on the sand? | |
| In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me and speaks my name. And do I dream again? | |
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| Why did I do it? What did it get me? Scrapbooks full of me in the background. Give 'em love and what does it get ya? | |
| Does he 'like me' like me, like I like him? Will we be friends or something more? I think he's interested, but I'm not sure. | |
| Well don't you hear 'em chime? Can't you feel my heart-beat keeping perfect time? | |
| In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes..How do you measure, a year in the life? How about love? | |
| ...nightingale, blackbird, how is it you sing? How can you jubilate, sitting in cages, never taking wing? | |
| Won't you take this advice I hand you like a brother? Or are you not seeing things too clear? Are you too much in love to hear? Is it all going in one ear and out the other? | |
| He's holding back, he's hiding. But what, I can't decide. Why won't he be the king I know he is? The king I see inside? | |
| Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her. Many a thing she ought to understand. But how do you make her stay and listen to all you say? How do you keep a wave upon the sand? | |
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