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I saw a girl with your face
But she was shorter and a couple years older
I saw a girl and she looked like you
But with brown eyes and a different hairdo
I guess it’s bad to be comparing
But I couldn’t keep myself from staring
I saw a girl with your face
And the image is so hard to erase
I don’t know why I recall
The way your room smelled or the color of the walls
I don’t know why I remember things
Like the way you’d laugh or the way you’d sing
I think of you and I feel complete
You know, time can make a bitter thing seem sweet
I saw a girl with your face
And the image is so hard to erase
I wonder if she’s sad, and hurt, and fleeing love
I wonder if there’s someone I remind her of
Is there a choice that she regrets?
A person that she can’t forget?
A home that she wishes she had never left?
Every time I convince myself
That I’ve lost every little thing I felt
I see a girl with your face
And the image is so hard to erase
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Magic's in the Makeup
03:09
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When you carry on like this
Baby, you look ridiculous
When you raise your voice I know
Your true colors are starting to show
I guess the magic’s in the makeup
The clothes and the haircut
And I can’t keep my eyes shut
The magic’s in the makeup
You had a smile that nearly glowed
And eyeglasses like Lisa Loeb
All the pieces seemed to fit
It’s not love, but it looked like it
Whenever I can feel love near me
I’m never that close
My eyes have never seen too clearly
What’s obvious to most
You’re the kind of girl that dreams
Of being in fashion magazines
Hair care and beauty tips
It’s not life, but it looks like it
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Faraway Radio Station
05:25
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They must be hundreds of miles east
Fighting with the static to be released
On a small transistor radio
But are the voices arriving from
A glorious urban kingdom
Or just a dirty basement studio?
I know the houses are dark along the street
I know it’s late and your parents are asleep
But with every mistake, there’s some logic underneath
And faraway, the signal’s clear
But the hills and valleys interfere
In the night, the signal’s breaking up
Faraway, the world is waking up
You must be hundreds of miles north
The distance is long, but time is short
And other stations are scattered everywhere
How do you know if a voice will be
One of heartfelt honesty
Or just a boy with a melodramatic flair?
I can hear the sighing in your breath
I know the future frightens you to death
I know that neither one of us have slept
Don’t make me wait
Don’t leave me waiting here in doubt
Don’t hesitate
Don’t be the one to tune me out
In the dead air, thoughts are amplified
On the two-lane roads and countrysides
In the night, the signal’s breaking up
Faraway the world…
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Guatemala
03:27
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I am not the prettiest face in the crowd
Some people say I’m rude and I talk too loud
I can’t believe the way I act sometimes
You could say my social graces are unrefined
I am not a bull, scared and enraged
But my heart’s an animal kept too long in its cage
I’ve been waiting ages to meet you
I’ve been in love with you since I was a kid
Nothing in this world ever changes, and what if it did?
I went out to a bar last night
And drank till I could barely stand upright
I’m not the type for these one-night flings
But alcohol can make me do stupid things
I am not a dog, but they treat me like one
I get so ashamed when I think of what I’ve done
See them as they’re walking out the door
I see them smile as they go
The ones that hurt you the most are the ones who never, never know
I can imagine your sense of style
Your favorite foods and your crooked smile
At night sometimes I see you standing there
But I open my eyes and you fade in the air
I am not a fool, clutching at straws
As if someone could ever ignore these flaws
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Motion Pictures
04:06
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The ordinary people spend their ordinary nights
Lined up underneath the marquee lights
The ordinary people buy their tickets for a taste
Of life with all the boring parts erased
And everybody knows the home team wins
Everybody knows the boy gets the girl
And superheroes always save the world
Dream of lives like the motion pictures
Fantasize of the motion pictures
Say our lines like the motion pictures do
The actor and the actress have a perfect chemistry
Their lines have just the right delivery
And when it seems as though their broken hearts will never mend
Somehow it all works out in the end
But everybody knows it’s smoke and mirrors
Everybody knows it’s nonsense
But we’re watching in envy from the audience
Everybody’s got the soundtrack
Got the shirt, the pin, the baseball cap
And ordinary dreams of perfect girls
Somewhere across the world
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Love and Splendor
03:13
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Love and splendor fills my eyes
Still it leaves me blinded
Love and splendor lifts me up
And drags me on behind it
And I can’t resist
It controls me like a hypnotist
It takes what it gives
And it tempts you with its promises
When all I want is
Love shining on the bad days
It seems that once before I’ve said
Next time, I’ll reject it
It seems it only comes along
When you least expect it
And I can’t win
When I’ve broken free it pulls me in
And I’m deceived
I guess I’m still a little bit naive
If all I want is love
Shining on the bad days
So let rain wash away the drought
Let my hope eclipse my doubt
So when I find the will to dare
I’ll find love and splendor there
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Colleen Williams
02:10
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Colleen Williams, you’ll never get to Hollywood, dear
What are you running from?
Could you be stopped by anyone?
Radiant from afar
A television star
Your face is on the billboards
But only in your dreams
The city lights are shining
But only on TV
What would you do for fame?
Only to be a household name?
Radiant from afar
A television star
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Plastic Roses
04:12
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Days of plastic roses, we’ve all had it worse
And I know I’m getting better, but every now and then it hurts
Movie ticket stubs, I’ve forgotten where they’re from
The letters that you wrote, I’ve kept every one
But I don’t think I’m guilty of sleeping with the past
I just want to hold on to it as long as my memory lasts
I took your picture down, it was hard to do
And everything you’ve heard, well, most of it is true
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The Doctor and His Wife
03:55
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The doctor was a socialite
He set out to find a wife
His future was stable, he was handsome and available
She grew up without a want
Became a small-town debutante
He would be a great man, and she’d be there at his right hand
He proposed and married her
Over the threshold he carried her
But when they came to their senses, all the pretenses fell
All their love was in their heads
They spent the night in separate beds
He found a lover, it was somebody other than her
Love out of desperation
Is built on a crumbled foundation
You can feel the resignation
When the doctor and his wife get home
The doctor and his wife went out
From their car, you could hear them shout
In the enclosure, they lost their composure there
On and on they went until
They reached the ears of rumor mills
Out in the open, there was laughing and joking there
The doctor and his wife came back
His mind was made, his bags were packed
He left her standing there without so much as a word
She paused a minute, maybe less
And put back on her party dress
What should’ve shattered her didn’t even matter to her
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I'm Sure
03:19
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I’m tired, I’m tired of the scenery
It’s time I opened up my eyes
The grass is worn away to dirt
The seasons pass with clockwork
If they could read my thoughts, they’d know that
I’m already far away from here
I’m sure, I never needed sympathy
From people with beautiful lives
Potpourri and scented candles
Children’s pictures on the mantel
If they could read my thoughts, they’d know that
I’m already far away from here
I wish
And in God’s eyes I am sure of this
I’m sure, I’m tired of the irony
It’s time I grab ahold of something real
Not these attitudes and crafted poses
Turning up our privileged noses
If they could read our thoughts, they’d know that
We’re already far away from here
I wish
And in God’s eyes I am sure of this
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Happiness
02:11
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What will your face look like?
What will your name be then?
Happiness, when can I see you again?
I hope that I don’t blink
I hope I am prepared
Oh, happiness, just say the word and I’ll be there
You could be on the bus
Or passing on the street
Happiness, I hope our eyes meet
You could be across the world
Or right behind me
Happiness, I hope someday you find me
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