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Sympathy just doesn?t mean
       D5         G5
That much to me
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Compassion?s not
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The fashion in my mind
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And if you?re looking for
G5       
A shoulder to cry on
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Don?t turn your head my way
    D5
?cause I?d rather have
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My music any day

D5 
You and I are
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Masters of our destiny
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We look for consolation all the time
        D5                    G5
Until we find out things are not
               D5            G5
What they were meant to be, oh no
         D5              A5
And if it doesn?t suit our mood
    D5
We?ll call it crime

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Dedication?s not an obligation
       A5
Or a figment of
            D5
Someone?s imagination
          G5
It?s the only way they say
    D5             
To live from day to day
      A5
To make each passing way
      D5
A small sensation

Dreams are the possession of
The simple man
Reality the fantasy of youth
But living is a problem that
Is common to us all
With love the only
Common road to truth