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| | Natasha Bedingfield - [Unwritten] We're All Mad | ] |
Oh, I think the lady did protest too much She wouldn't take the flower from my hand She only saw the shadow of my circumstance Perception can describe what makes a man
I didn't mean to interrupt your stride But a rose was all I had to give Sometimes beauty isn't recognised When it contrasts with what you feel inside
Who's to say the darkened clouds must lead to rain Who's to say the problems should just go away Who's to point a finger at what's not understood
Because, we're all mad in our own way Colours fade the grey away Different people all the same Each reveals the meaning
Each reveals the meaning
Sometimes I think I over analyse As if I cant control the time and place Life isn't something you try on for size You can't love without the give and take |
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