I will keep running away from you, so that I can be free.
I will keep running away from you, so that I can be myself.
Because I am not ur puppet.
I have my own life.
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They say that I never have written of love,
As a writer of songs should do;
They say that I never could touch the strings
With a touch that is firm and true;
They say I know nothing of women and men
In the fields where Love's roses grow,
And they say I must write with a halting pen
Do you think that I do not know?
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