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Looking back on when I Was a little nappy headed boy Then my only worry Was for Christmas what would be my toy Even though we sometimes Would not

Now I've heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick, And think of you Caught up in circles confusion-- Is nothing new Flashback--warm nights-- Almost left behind