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Do you read me like l read you?
Words we've used and used to lie mislead too
And sometimes I can't tell: do you know me so well?
Do you know me at all?
My father was the song of an immigrant
My mother died real young
lt's hard to tell from whom l inherited
This fear of too much sun
But now l fear l'll grow a cancer in my cells
lf l know the sun too well
As a kid l thought the world wouldn't notice
Any time l lied
But after years of tales the only thing that suffered
Was my plain and simple pride
And as l try to build a life
One that's real and simple
I'm troubled by this fear of mine
That life is but a ripple
And as I try to live a life
One that's real and simple
I'm troubled by this fear of mine
That life is but a ripple
Do you read me like l read you?
Words we've used and used to lie mislead too
And sometimes I can't tell: do you know me so well?
Do you know me at all?
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