Oh, my When you are not all together And you feel your face is a fiery place For many tears Who looks upon a picture and really feels a thrill Oh, not me Who looks into their past and feels they could leave
And you'd think by looking at his soul That it really is his woman who'd cheat on the world Who'd cheat on the world
Oh, my When you are not really moving And you feel your feet have been put to sleep For many years Who looks into a city And really feels at home Oh, not me Who looks into the dark And yearns to be free
And you'd think by looking at his soul That it really is his woman who'd cheat on the world Who'd cheat on the world
Boy, A lot of things are very simple A lot of things are logical When held into your hands Boy, A lot of things are very simple A lot of things are very simple And they fall apart When they fall apart
Oh, my When you are not really living And you feel your heart Is the biggest part of all your fears Who looks upon a lover and really feels desire Oh, not me Who looks into themselves and likes what they see
And you'd think by looking at his soul That it really is his woman who'd cheat on the world Who'd cheat on the world Who'd cheat on the world Who'd cheat on the world Who'd cheat on the world Who'd cheat on the world
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