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There's something I believe
That's quite hard to describe
Because there are ways to tell people
How to decide
What to choose for the moment
And what to keep close
Because I'm no real teacher
I'm only a ghost
A spirit of being
The butter on the bread
So just please forgive me
For what I have said
Because for someone to learn
They just have to yearn
That a pain deep inside
Can push them so wide
Because if you remember
I needed a reason
To stop myself from seeing
What you had to say
And it'll hurt
But it's right
To put you
Out of sight
And I was too weak
To do it myself
So now we must learn
To balance the shelf
Because there's something we all needed to be told
That love is not here to be bargained or sold
And from now on I'll guess you'll see less of me
But I'll still be around
Sat on the ground
Counting the times
Stuck in the lines
As long as you're happy
Then I won't be sad
So please forgive me
For a hopeful bad
That's quite hard to describe
Because there are ways to tell people
How to decide
What to choose for the moment
And what to keep close
Because I'm no real teacher
I'm only a ghost
A spirit of being
The butter on the bread
So just please forgive me
For what I have said
Because for someone to learn
They just have to yearn
That a pain deep inside
Can push them so wide
Because if you remember
I needed a reason
To stop myself from seeing
What you had to say
And it'll hurt
But it's right
To put you
Out of sight
And I was too weak
To do it myself
So now we must learn
To balance the shelf
Because there's something we all needed to be told
That love is not here to be bargained or sold
And from now on I'll guess you'll see less of me
But I'll still be around
Sat on the ground
Counting the times
Stuck in the lines
As long as you're happy
Then I won't be sad
So please forgive me
For a hopeful bad
I'm not jealous at all... indeed :P
There's something I believe
That's quite hard to describe
Because there are ways to tell people
How to decide
What to choose for the moment
And what to keep close
Because I'm no real teacher
I'm only a ghost
A spirit of being
The butter on the bread
So just please forgive me
For what I have said
Because for someone to learn
They just have to yearn
That a pain deep inside
Can push them so wide
Because if you remember
I needed a reason
To stop myself from seeing
What you had to say
And it'll hurt
But it's right
To put you
Out of sight
And I was too weak
To do it myself
So now we must learn
To balance the shelf
Because there's something we all needed to be told
That love is not here to be bargained or sold
And from now on I'll guess you'll see less of me
But I'll still be around
Sat on the ground
Counting the times
Stuck in the lines
As long as you're happy
Then I won't be sad
So please forgive me
For a hopeful bad
That's quite hard to describe
Because there are ways to tell people
How to decide
What to choose for the moment
And what to keep close
Because I'm no real teacher
I'm only a ghost
A spirit of being
The butter on the bread
So just please forgive me
For what I have said
Because for someone to learn
They just have to yearn
That a pain deep inside
Can push them so wide
Because if you remember
I needed a reason
To stop myself from seeing
What you had to say
And it'll hurt
But it's right
To put you
Out of sight
And I was too weak
To do it myself
So now we must learn
To balance the shelf
Because there's something we all needed to be told
That love is not here to be bargained or sold
And from now on I'll guess you'll see less of me
But I'll still be around
Sat on the ground
Counting the times
Stuck in the lines
As long as you're happy
Then I won't be sad
So please forgive me
For a hopeful bad