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Sometimes we find things we're not looking for,
And we lose the sense of reason
Sometimes we lose what we are caring for,
Then face the day without them
My life, my home, my you...

Sometimes we fail to say how hurt we are
When the word we fear speaks treason.
Don't wanna be there when my cupid dies
From a wound by his own arrow.
Here's to life, my home, my you.

I raise a glass and drown my sorrow when I'm on my own,
I dry my eyes on the shoulder, but it's not my own.
I cannot hold you, my tears are made of stone -
I feel a tap on my shoulder, tonight I dance alone.

Ooh... I raise a glass and drown my sorrow when I'm on my own,
I dry my eyes on the shoulder, but it's not my own.
I cannot hold you, my tears are made of stone -
I feel a tap on my shoulder, tonight I dance alone.

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