Well I'm beginning to see the light. Some people work very hard, but still they never get it right. Well I'm beginning to see the light. There are problems in these times, but none of them are mine. Baby, I'm beginning to see the light.
Here we go again,
I thought that you were my friend.
Here we go again,
I thought that you were my friend.
How does it feel to be loved? How does it feel to be loved?
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