I sense there's something in the wind
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That feels like tragedy's at hand
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And though I'd like to stand by him
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Can't shake this feeling that I have
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The worst is just around the bend
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And does he notice my feelings for him?
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And will he see how much he means to me?
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I think it's not to be
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What will become of my dear friend?
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Where will his actions lead us then?
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Although I'd like to join the crowd
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In their enthusiastic cloud
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Try as I may, it doesn't last
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And will we ever end up together?
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No, I think not, it's never to become
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For I am not the one
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