| Hey, Ladybird, ain’t it just the way,
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| The way that love grows cold and then fades away?
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| Now when he touches you, make no mistake,
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| The fire’s long gone out and the ash has blown away.
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| You don’t know how to leave and you don’t know where to fly.
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| You don’t know what you feel
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| But you know it’s not satisfied today.
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| So many little ones, so many mouths,
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| You’ve got a lot to feed and you know you don’t know how.
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| Making the best of it, somehow you’re making do,
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| Making the best of the days that you stay
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| And you wait in this cage they made for you.
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| You don’t know how to leave
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| And you don’t know where to fly.
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| You’ve got a lot of things to lose,
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| So you’ve got a lot of things to hide.
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| You know you don’t believe
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| But you know you’ve got to try today.
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| You know the sweetest wine, it’s a witches' brew,
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| Pours like honey down and then burns a hole in you.
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| Yeah, you may think you’re done but you’re never through
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| Spitting out
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| The bitterness to get the little sweetness you do.
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| You don’t know how to leave
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| And you don’t know where to fly.
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| You’ve got a lot of things to lose,
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| So you’ve got a lot of things to hide.
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| You don’t know what you feel
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| But you know it’s not satisfied.
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| You know you don’t believe
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| But you know you’ve got to try today.
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| Feel the winter bitterness;
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| It’s heavy on the wind,
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| Coming back again.
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| Maybe it’s time to fly, time to fly away!
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| When you gonna spread your wings and fly?
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| When you gonna fly away?
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| When you gonna fly away? |