Turn To Cry
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No, I never heard her sing,
Never wondered why
No, I never meant a thing,
Never even tried
No, she never changed my ways,
Just watched them swirling by
I was so tired but never went to bed,
There was always too much time
We had a fast car for a steady pace
We had to jump start, what was never dead
And silver linings everywhere, apart from her crystal eyes
Why they turn out oh-so-fair before they turn to cry?
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