The child in me again, he plays the foolCry for joy, amenFor after all, it's only loveAnd the way you stir your coffeeLike an, an angel in the morningStill you dare to change your mindYou'll be sorry when it's overWhen you've had your taste of freedomDon't come crying on my shoulderSave your tears, don't mean muchIs the guilty party me?I don't think so.And it's, it's no bed of rose lying hereTossing and turningStill you dare to change your mindYou'll be sorry when it's overWhen you've had your taste of freedomDon't come crying on my shoulderAnd these, these years of love and giving surelyMust mean something to youStill you dare to change your mindYou'll be sorry when it's overWhen you've had your taste of freedomDon't come crying on my shoulderDare to change your mindYou'll be sorry when it's overWhen you've had your taste of freedomDon't come crying on my shoulderDare to change your mindYou'll be sorry when it's overWhen you've had your taste of freedomDon't come crying on my shoulder
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