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- Every dream that I dreamed
- seems to float on by
- like a cloud in the wind
- way up in the sky
- Every move that I made
- seems to be the wrong way
- like a cold black night
- after a summer day
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- What can I do, what can I do
- Nothing to say but it used to be
- Nothing to say but it used to be
- What can I do
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- Used to play my guitar
- with a smile on my face
- Now everything's changed
- My whole life's rearranged
- from the day I was born
- Sidle Jinks was my name
- Though I tried and tried
- that name still remains
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- What - can I do, what - can I do
- What - can I do, what - can I do
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- I hear voices all singing
- but no one's there
- It's a ghost of my life
- bringing past tense to the mind
- Locking key inside me
- from the freedom and sin
- Oh, come let me in
- I'll start all over again
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- What can I do, what can I do
- Nothing to say but it used to be
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
- What can I do
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- What - can I do, what - can I do
- What - - - - - -
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