The sky has fallen on my yesterday I watch my moon and blue sun (?) slip away Everybody's asking questions Everybody's wanting more Every time I catch myself, I fall And it's why you ask me And it's why i don't know And i try to pull myself togehter I don't want to go home (?) The little girl has lost her way today The tables turning on the game she plays Everybody's asking questions Everybody's wanting more Every time I catch myself, I fall And it's why you ask me And it's why I don't know And I try to pull myself together I don't want to go home Every time I catch myself, I fall And it's why you ask me And it's why I don't know And I try to pull myself together I don't want to go home And it's why you ask me And it's why I don't know And I try to pull myself together I don't want to go home Every time I catch myself, I (slip away) fall . . .
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