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And when the evening comes
a young girl is crying some
I know you don't think it so
wrong or impolite

To say it more than twice,
repeat it every night
I know it must to you
seem something I should know

It may or may not come
It hasn't happened but
You talk and don't let go
The world is moving slow

You say it more than twice,
repeat it every night
I know it must to you
seem something I should know

I don't, don't want to know
So so loud, so I
say, oh and oh,
that's enough for me

If you would chase a fly
don't look at some girl's life
don't swat beyond your eyes
Just turn and face your own

And you may find it flew
Into another room
So go and chase it down
And find yourself a home

They say to speak your mind
or else get passed in line
I think it must to you
seem something I should say

I won't, won't say a word
Everything is
none of my concern
Absolutely

none of my concern
Relative to you
I'm hearing clear
what is true

Trying in vain to say something
wastes a lifetime; it's halfway to noise
Beautiful things must be something\
They are the things that never can lie

Here in my heart, the answer is clear
It's always clear, and here I can fly
Beautiful things must be something\
They are the things that never can lie

I don't, don't want to know
None of my concern
So oh and oh-oh, silently


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