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We lay around just like gurus
In borrowed robes
And talk about nothing
Well maybe that’s something
Maybe that’s something
You stretch out across a long long table
Without hesitation
You say, I’m willing and able.
Maybe that’s something
Maybe that’s one thing more than I’ve seen
Maybe that’s something more than nothing.
You say good, I say you should, will you be there?
Making miracles is hard work,
Most people give up before they happen.
Maybe that’s something
Maybe that’s one thing more than I’ve seen
Maybe that’s something more than nothing,
More than nothing, more than nothing.
Maybe that’s something
Maybe that’s one thing more than I’ve seen
Maybe that’s something more than nothing
More than nothing, more than nothing, more than nothing.
(sheryl crow/jeff trott)
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