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WHAT IT SEEMS
i'll probably forget you
i just gotta have some time
it wont be easy to do
cuz you were SO fine
i wish we could work it out
i know you wont listen to me
even if i kick, scream, and shout
nothing is what it seems
tears pour down my face to soak my pillow
but they can never seem to reach you
you're as free as the breeze in the willow
nothing is going to make you true
people see my darkened eyes
they wonder why i cant get over it
its time that they will recognize
that you arent that easy to quit
my name is now etched in polished stone
under the shade of a few oak trees
i lie there day after day--all alone
nothing is what it seems
