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This Way
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Here I am again
Listening to the same old words
How I know what they mean
Doesn�t stop the sting
Here comes the feeling
Climbing up from deep inside me
Never feels different
Always feels the same
People come and go
Words never change
Faces are always new
Why is it this way?
Here I am again
Wishing that things were worlds apart
That I would just fit in
Not on the outside
Here comes the feeling
Washed in from the sea of despair
Carried back from the past
With me at the shore
People come and go
Words never change
Faces are always new
Why is it this way?
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© 2000 by Jim Ward. All rights reserved
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