And
I watched the young being young
While all the singers sung
About the way I felt
The days are here again
When all the lights go down,
What do they show me?
The rules are all the same
It's just a different game
To tell you how I feel
Although it seems so rare, I was always there
I can't stop digging the way you make me feel

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