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I guess there’s nothing
There’s not a word to say
I guess you feel this way this time
So here we are now
I see the fire burn
And now we live and learn, as we climb

Can you see what to be?
Are you there all alone?
When I think of you
Sometimes I turn to stone

Maybe that’s it
Maybe I just don’t care
Maybe I’m unaware – I can’t feel
Maybe I’m heartless
Maybe I cannot love
The things that I speak of are not real

Can you see what to be?
Are you there all alone?
When I think of you
Sometimes I turn to stone
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