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Turnaround...
Every now and then I get a little bit lonely,
and you're never coming round...
Turnaround...
Every now and then I get a little bit tired,
of listening to the sound of my tears...
Turnaround...
Every now and then I get a little bit nervous,
that the best of all the years have gone by...
Turnaround...
Every now and then I get a little bit terrified,
and then I see the look in your eyes...
Turnaround, bright eyes
Every now and then I fall apart
Turnaround, bright eyes
Every now and then I fall apart
/Hank
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