100 lyrics for "The time to be"

Now I know, I lost you a long time ago I could have been So many things But it would never be enough for you I was the one You counted on But I was never the one for you If it was all a mistake Then I guess we're both to blame
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Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive,
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And though you don't believe that they do They do come true For did my dreams Come true when I looked at you And maybe too, if you would believe You too might be Overjoyed, over loved, over me Over time, I've building my castle of love Just for two,
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Am I blue, ah am I blue Ain't these tears in these eyes telling you You'll be too I said if this plans with your man Done fell through Oh there was a time When I was, when I was he's only one But look at me and see now
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Love-hate-sex-pain It's complicating me sometimes This love-hate-sex-pain Is underestimating life In this life I'm me Just sitting here alone By the way I tried to say I'd be there Walk the silent emptiness
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All set ready to go, but little does he know He ain't comin' back no more All set ready to fly, into that deep blue sky Like so many times before Now the tower's callin', there's no reply And there's nothin' they can do Now the night is fallin' before
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Brings out the devil in me Hell ain't a bad place to be Hey you, yeah you Sometimes I think this woman is kinda hot Sometimes I think this woman is sometimes not Puts me down, fools me around What's she doing to me? Out for satisfaction, any piece of
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Saw things so much clearer Once you, once you (rearviewmirror) What I could not forgive I took a drive today Time to emancipate I guess it was the beatings made me wise But I'm not about to give thanks, or apologize I couldn't breathe, holdin' me down
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Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November
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