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IC#m was just standing turnBing around E TC#mhat's when they caught Bme heading dAown
KC#meep on going donB't look awEay C#mThat's what they tell me, Bthat's what they sEay
C#mOhh BohEh C#m B C#mThat's what they tell me, Bthat's what they sEay
You're a pretty thought I suppose I'm just trying to hold up as I go And one day I swear I'll spread my wings I'm on my way to finer things It wasn't just me playing those games Still it's my own fault just the same I opened up, I let you in Now these crystal fields are wearing thin I'm walking with the fortune teller I can see my own way home But I don't like this dark road anymore And I don't wanna be alone for long Don't wanna be alone for long I don't wanna be on this dark road alone