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I’LL FIND SOME WAY

EACH MORNING I STAND ON THE CORNER
EACH MORNING I JUST STAND AND STARE
AS THE GIRL I DREAM OF WALKS ON BY
THINKING WHAT TO SAY AND WOULD SHE CARE

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WANT TO LET MY FEELINGS TAKE FLIGHT
BUT THE MOMENT NEVER SEEMS RIGHT

BUT

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I'LL FIND SOME WAY
TOO GET CLOSE TO HER
SEE WHAT SHE'S ALL ABOUT
I'LL FIND SOME WAY
TOO GET CLOSE TO HER
OF THAT THERE'S NO DOUBT
I'LL FIND SOME WAY
TOO GET CLOSE TO HER
I'LL FIGURE SOMETHING OUT

EACH EVENING I WORK OUT MY BEST PLAN
EACH EVENING IT ALL WORKS OUT SO STRAIGHT
THE NEXT DAY WHEN SHE GOES WALKING BY
I'M MIXED UP LIKE A FIGURE OF EIGHT

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(CHORUS)

(SOLO)

IN MY HEAD I'VE DONE ALL I NEED TOO
IN MY HEAD THIS MEANS NOTHING AT ALL
EVERY DAY WHEN SHE GOES WALKING BY
IT SEEMS I STILL CAN'T ANSWER THE CALL

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I'LL FIND SOME WAY

(REPEAT TILL FADE)

WRITTEN BY
Roger Penkethman

26/08/2012