"Wasn't it you who spoke the words that
Things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
Oh but often times those words get tangled up in lines
Oh but often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turns to night
Oh until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me"
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