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IT WILL NEVER BE THE SAME

I would like to be the man who hangs your coat up on the wall

And you′d like to count them all 

And you could be the one who stands there  

While I'm afraid    

We′ll hang around for days      

There's a million ways to be there  
And your lying on your own    
On your own      
And there's another million reasons       
To while I'll take the blame         
It will never be the same           

IT WILL NEVER BE THE SAME

 I would like to be the man who hangs your coat up on the wall

  And you′d like to count them all 

   And you could be the one who stands there  

     While I'm afraid    

       It will never be the same   

IT WILL NEVER BE THE SAME

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