Little Things

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Why do the little things seem to bother you so.
Try to let the little things roll right off your shoulders.

Better wait a little while, until I call you up on the telephone.
I apologize say I’m sorry, for whatever it is you think I’ve done.
What was so wrong.

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Everything is black and white, I am wrong and you are right or so it seems.
We start to yell we scream we fight, neighter of us sleeps at night.
Is this the way, it has to be.

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Oh you’re the only one that I’ve got. Oh your the only thing that I need.
Try to open up your eyes, you never seem to sympathise.
This points of view.

I am me and you are you and she is she, but what has it got to do.
With me and you.

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