backbeat the word was on the street
that the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
but you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
the way I do about you now
and all the roads we have to walk along are winding
and all the lights that lead us there are blinding
there are many things that I would like to say to you
but I don't know how


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