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You can't manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitful that day And love is getting too cynical Passion's just physical these days You analyse everyong you meet But get no sign the loving kind Every night you admit defeat And cry yourself blind If you can't wake up in the moning Cause your bed lies vacant at night If you're lost hurt tired or lonely Can't you control it try as you might May you find that love that won't leave you May you find it by the end of the day You won't be lost hurt tired and lonely Something beautiful will come your way The DJ said on the radio Life should be stereo each day And the past that cast the unsuitable Instead of some kind of beautiful You just couldn't wait All your friends think you're satisfied But they can't see your soul no no no Forgot the time feeling petrified When they lived alone If you can't wake up in the moring Cause your bed lies vacant at night If you're lost hurt tired or lonely Can't you control it try as you might May you find that love that won't leave you May you find it by the end of the day You won't be lost hurt tired and lonely Something beautiful will come your way it'll come your way Some kind of beautiful it'll come your way Some kind of beautiful it'll come your way Some kind of beautiful it'll come your way All your friends think you're satisfied But they can't see your soul no no no Forgot the time feeling petrified When they lived alone If you can't wake up in the moring Cause your bed lies vacant at night If you're lost hurt tired or lonely Can't you control it try as you might May you find that love that won't leave you May you find it by the end of the day You won't be lost hurt tired and lonely Something beautiful will come your way You won't be lost hurt tired and lonely Something beautiful will come your way |
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