Is this real life?
Is this fantasy?
Caught in landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to skies n' see
I'm just a poor boy
I need no sympathy
B'coz I'm easy come n' go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows
Doesn't matter to me
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I know the roads to riches
I know the ways to fame
I know all the rules
I know how to break 'em
I always know the name of the game
But I don't know how to leave you
I'll never let you fall
I don't know how you do it
Making love out of nothing at all
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