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If I tell you how I feel
Will you turn and run away
If I try to hold it in now
Will you stay another day
If I try to take it further
Will you tell me what I know
That I’m just another victim
Of the crazy winds that blow
It’s the rustlin’ of the trees
In my fool head that you’re hearin’
I don’t know what’s coming next
Hope it won’t be what I’m fearin’
That you’ll soon be disappearin’
If I try to turn the tide
Will you move up closer still
If I had you every minute
Would I ever have my fill
If you ever stopped denyin’
Who’s to say what you might find
But you’d never let that happen
With those doors locked in your mind
It’s the rustlin’ of the trees
In my fool head that you’re hearin’
I don’t know what’s coming next
Hope it won’t be what I’m fearin’
That you’ll soon be disappearin’
Oh I know we’ve got a thing
But sometimes I play along
Seems we’ve gotta keep believin’
that it’s only just a song
Oh I wonder if I’m hopin’
For the day your eyes might see
thru that sleepy independence
and you wake up needing me
It’s the rustlin’ of the trees
In my fool head that you’re hearin’
I don’t know what’s coming next
Hope it won’t be what I’m fearin’
That you’ll soon be disappearin’
Naah, I know I just lucked out
At the right time and the place
I just landed in this swamp
And I will sink without a trace
I’m the one they would remember
But this time it will be me
Who’s the one that left to ponder
All the rustling of the trees
It’s the rustlin’ of the trees
In my fool head that you’re hearin’
I don’t know what’s coming next
Hope it won’t be what I’m fearin’
That you’ll soon be disappearin’
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