Came in from a rainy Thursday on the avenue thought I heard you talking softly I turned on the lights, the TV and the radio still I can't escape the ghost of you What has happened to it all? Crazy, some'd say Where is the life that I recognize? But I won't cry for yesterday there's an ordinary world Somehow I have to find and as I try to make my way to the ordinary world I will learn to survive Passion or coincidence once prompted you to say "Pride will tear us both apart" Well now pride's gone out the window cross the rooftops run away left me in the vacuum of my heart What is happening to me? Crazy, some'd say Where is my friend when I need you most? But I won't cry for yesterday there's an ordinary world somehow I have to find and as I try to make my way to the ordinary world I will learn to survive Papers in the roadside tell of suffering and greed here today, forgot tomorrow ooh, here besides the news of holy war and holy need ours is just a little sorrowed talk And I don't cry for yesterday there's an ordinary world Somehow I have to find and as I try to make my way to the ordinary world I will learn to survive every one any one any one every one
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