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I Can't Own Her
And I may as well wish for the moon in handI own this
river, I own this townAll of its climbers and its wino's
sliding downBut I can't own her and I never willNo,
I can't own her and that's a bitter pillTaken with
rainTill the gutter shines like the swirling skyLike
the swirling skyI've got all morning,
I've got all yearIt's down in my pocket with the daylight
folded thereBut I can't own her and I never willNo,
I can't own her and that's a bitter pillTaken with
rainHow I'd wash her hair like the swirling skyLike
the swirling skyAnd when I say I can't own herI don't
mean to buy her, it's nothing at all to do with moneyI
simply want her in my arms forever moreIs that an odd
request? Is that something so funny?
And I may as well wish for the moon in handYes,
there's more chance of that coming trueBut I can't
own her and I never willNo,
I can't own her and that's a bitter pillSo I can't
own her Of all the things you've got the thing you
want the most is her)And I never will
(And she's the one thing that you just can't have)No,
I can't own her (Of all the things you've got the
thing you want the most is her)And that's a bitter
pill (And she's the one thing that you just can't
have)Taken with rainWhich I swallow down with the swirling
skyWith the swirling skyBut I can't own herAnd I may
as well wish for the moon in handNo,
I can't own herYes, there's more chance of that coming true
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I can't own herYes, there's more chance of that coming true
as well wish for the moon in handNo,
skyWith the swirling skyBut I can't own herAnd I may
have)Taken with rainWhich I swallow down with the swirling
pill (And she's the one thing that you just can't
thing you want the most is her)And that's a bitter
I can't own her (Of all the things you've got the
(And she's the one thing that you just can't have)No,
want the most is her)And I never will
own her Of all the things you've got the thing you
I can't own her and that's a bitter pillSo I can't
own her and I never willNo,
there's more chance of that coming trueBut I can't
And I may as well wish for the moon in handYes,
request? Is that something so funny?
simply want her in my arms forever moreIs that an odd
mean to buy her, it's nothing at all to do with moneyI
the swirling skyAnd when I say I can't own herI don't
rainHow I'd wash her hair like the swirling skyLike
I can't own her and that's a bitter pillTaken with
folded thereBut I can't own her and I never willNo,
I've got all yearIt's down in my pocket with the daylight
the swirling skyI've got all morning,
rainTill the gutter shines like the swirling skyLike
I can't own her and that's a bitter pillTaken with
sliding downBut I can't own her and I never willNo,
river, I own this townAll of its climbers and its wino's
And I may as well wish for the moon in handI own this
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