there will be a power struggle
well don't you see the needy child
can't you feel your heart awhile
but the only thing you can think to say
is I thought I'd see that city fair
like I thought you were the only one
I thought you were the pretty one
and this is how my story goes
you're the only one who knows it
the only one who knows me
now I don't want to take the time
that it's gonna take to find
someone new to tell it to
besides the only thing in can think to say
is I never saw that city fair
and I am not the only one
lord knows I'm not the pretty one
well there are things I thought I knew
what hard rain and wind can do
they can wipe away a town
but that's something that I never thought of
I just lived my life so high up
and now the only thing I can think to say
you are like that city fair
I thought you were the only one
I thought you were the pretty one
I thought you'd always be there
cuz even in our darkest hour
there will be a power struggle and blame on somebody
there will be a power struggle and blame on somebody
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