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I Could Turn to You
I’m not witty like I used to be witty
My tongue ain’t tied like it used to be that
I could be great but I’m not ready to rise with the tide or fall with a splat
And I don’t know, but I could learn
I’m not facing the light, but I could turn
I could turn to you
Just don’t leave me
I haven’t got this old act together
Where you package and sell yourself whole
I‘m the ornery child of the New England weather, out of the atmosphere of the sphere of your control
And I don’t have much, but I could earn
I’m not walking right, but I could turn
I could turn to you
Just don’t leave me
I’m not holding on like my life’s about to end
I’m not leaving it up to blind fate
I’m keeping a look-out for the messages sent. I go fast when I move, I hold still when I wait
I’ve got a pilot light that’s ready to flare up and really burn
I’m not gonna dance in circles but I could turn
I could turn to you
Just don’t leave me
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