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Outside the wind is blowin',           it seems to call your name..
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....again....                 Where have you gone?


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City streets  and lonely highways I've travelled down.
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My car is empty and the radio just seems to bring me down.
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I'm just tryin' to find me            a pretty smile that I can get into,    
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it's true.                 I'm lost without you.


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Another park, another Sunday    Why is it life turns out that way?
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Just when you think you've got a good thing, it seems to slip away!

 
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It's warm outside, no clouds are in the sky, 
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but I need myself a place to go & hide
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I keep it to myself, I don't want nobody else to see me cryin' all
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those tears in my eyes..... 
     

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E                            Em
Another park, another Sunday    Why is it life turns out that way?
F#m7                             G    A                    G    D E  G D E
Just when you think you've got a good thing, it seems to slip away!


E                            Em
Another park, another Sunday    its dark and empty, thanks to you
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I've got to get myself together,    but it's hard to do...!
            .  

E                            Em
Another park, another Sunday    Why is it life turns out that way?
F#m7                             G    A                    G    D E  G D E
Just when you think you've got a good thing, it seems to slip away!

 
E                            Em
Another park, another Sunday    its dark and empty, thanks to you
F#m7                      G  A                         G  D  E      G D E
I've got to get myself together,    but it's hard to do...!


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