96 lyrics for "Over and over again"

If I recover, will you take me back again? I'm just another, trying hard to fit right in But my photographs remind me of who I used to be If only I could go back when I, I was me "One step at a time", they say "One trip, and you're back that way" I don't
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To feel so bad, to feel so good, to let it be misunderstood, A quiet room is what you get, an empty glass, an unmade bed, A picture window with a view, and all I think about is you Now I long to lose my senses to love you all over again. The shouted
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We said this was “the last time”, over and over again (Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel (Hands tied) And I’m losing my grip on remembering what’s real 'Cause our synthetic love is all that we know My head is a mess, And it’s going to
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Somewhere beyond the sea, We'll kiss just as before Happy we'll be beyond the sea And never again, I'll go sailing Somewhere, waiting for me, My lover stands on golden sand And watches the ships that go sailing She's there watching for me If I could fly
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And now it's over Now it's over I don't know why But now it's over I never told you I never tried When we shed these bitter skins again All the reasons come to life You never asked me
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Right here with me The time has come for you to fly Now that you're free You will always live in me As I lie in this moment Frozen since that day I've been drowning in questions Over and over again Your legacy lives on
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Over and over again I think about it 'Cause it's all in my head And I can't keep Picturing you with him And it hurts so bad Yeah, 'cause it's all in my head I replay it And I can't take it
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We won't run and hide I'm passing over you like a satellite So catch me if I fall That's why you stick to your game plans and party lives But at night we're conspiring by candlelight We are the orphans of the American dreams Oh shine your light on me
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They say immigrants steal the hubcaps Of the respected gentlemen They say it would be wine an' roses If England were for Englishmen again Well I saw a dirty overcoat At the foot of the pillar of the road Propped inside was an old man Whom time would not
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