Of all the songs sung in any day
Your voice is all I hear
For though each song has its own place
And, finished, quickly fades away
I hear you everywhere

And though I know you won't be pleased
By all that I do
Surely we can find a way
To overlook what you don't like

It's been said many times that we're all by ourselves
And each man is on his own
I don't care, that may be true
I just want to be with you
Together alone

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