And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blindingThere are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know howBecause maybe you're gonna be the one that saves meAnd after all, you're my wonderwallToday was gonna be the day, but they'll never throw it back to youBy now, you should've somehow realized what you're not to doI don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now
And all the lights that lead us there are blindingThere are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know howBecause maybe you're gonna be the one that saves meAnd after all, you're my wonderwallToday was gonna be the day, but they'll never throw it back to youBy now, you should've somehow realized what you're not to doI don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now
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