And what am I going to do with my selective absent-mindedness
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And with my frustrated dream of learning to cook
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And what am I going to do with Sundays
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And on holidays no plan is suitable
Tell me, by any chance, where you're going
Tell me, by any chance, where I'm going
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What will I make up to tell the world
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Entire, if they see me lying on the floor
And with no more desire to fly
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How do I hide this pair of broken wings
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And the soles of my tired boots
Tell me, by any chance, where you're going
Tell me, by any chance, where I'm going
I want that you come back
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My lips that you haven't kissed in a long time
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You see that even my hands
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From not touching you so much, they hurt, they hurt
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And what am I going to do if my chin reaches the floor
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And even if I try, the smile doesn't come out natural
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If they've already seen me with a lost stare
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A few pounds less
Tell me, by any chance, where you're going
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Tell me, by any chance, where I'm going
I want that you come back
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My lips that you haven't kissed in a long time
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I want that you return
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You see that even my hands
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From not touching you so much they hurt
I want that you come back
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That are demanding you
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My lips that you haven't kissed in a long time
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If you knew that you were for me
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And you always wanted to be here
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I still don't understand how, when, where
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Nor why I lost you, I don't know how to live like this
I want that you come back
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I want that you return
I want that you come back
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My lips that you haven't kissed in a long time
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You see that even my hands
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From not touching you so much, they hurt, they hurt