Wa-

ter

gray

Through

the

win-

dows,

up

the

stairs

Chil-

ling

rain

Like

an

o-

cean

e-

very-

where

Don't

wan-

na

reach

for

me,

do

you?

I

mean

no-

thin'

to

you

The

lit-

tle

things

give

you

a-

way

And

now

there

will

be

no

mis-

ta-

kin'

The

le-

vees

are

brea-

kin'

All

you've

e-

ver

wan-

ted

Was

some-

one

to

tru-

ly

look

up

to

you

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six

feet

un-

der

wa-

ter

I

do

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de-

cays

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ne-

ra-

tions

dis-

ap-

pear

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a-

way

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a

na-

tion

sim-

ply

stares

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wan-

na

reach

for

me,

do

you?

I

mean

no-

thin'

to

you

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lit-

tle

things

give

you

a-

way

But

now

there

will

be

no

mis-

ta-

kin'

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le-

vees

are

brea-

kin'

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you've

e-

ver

wan-

ted

Was

some-

one

to

tru-

ly

look

up

to

you

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six

feet

un-

der

wa-

ter

I

do

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you've

e-

ver

wan-

ted

Was

some-

one

to

tru-

ly

look

up

to

you

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six

feet

un-

der

ground

now

I

Now

I

do

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you've

e-

ver

wan-

ted

Was

some-

one

to

tru-

ly

look

up

to

you

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you've

e-

ver

wan-

ted

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some-

one

to

tru-

ly

look

up

to

you

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you've

e-

ver

wan-

ted

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some-

one

to

tru-

ly

look

up

to

you

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you've

e-

ver

wan-

ted

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some-

one

to

tru-

ly

look

up

to

you

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you've

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ver

wan-

ted

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some-

one

to

tru-

ly

look

up

to

you