People I don't understand them Never can and never could The more I get to know them The less I think I should They don't mean the things they say Or say the things they mean You got to try and find the message Somewhere in between But songs are such good things They never change their tune They fill up lonesome evenings And empty afternoons Songs make such easy friends All you do is sing along And you can't stay a stranger to a song Everyone seems to be moving Moving up or moving on Just when you try to touch them That when you find they're gone We pass through each others lives Then fade into the past You just don't know who to believe in No one seems to last But songs are such good things They never change their tune They fill up lonesome evenings And empty afternoons
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