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To each his own it's plain to see To walk alone you have to be It's all for you and all for me, you'll see I'm gonna miss you, yes, I will No matter

Chewing on a piece of grass Walking down the road Tell me, how long you gonna stay here, Joe? Some people say this town don't look good in snow You

Window frames a picture of winter time within my room Sometimes then I laugh at the funny times we had in school Blowing leaves, broken dreams Seventeen

We're afraid she's gonna let you down Take your money and drop you to the ground Wouldn't want to see you messed around After all the love you think

Sometimes late when things are real And people share the gift of gab between themselves Some are quick to take the bait And catch the perfect prize

Ain't it foggy outside All the planes have been grounded Ain't the fire inside? Let's all go stand around it Funny, I've been there And you've been