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Please don't feel sorry for me– I've had it all
And I still have
But I still feel sad
Long have I tried to be what I am not
And I still try
For the will I am too
Remember snow
Dripping down the glass
Where we used to go
When our class had passed
And I was always sure that that time would last
I hope I never arrive
I'll just sit on this old bus until I die
We can drive and drive
I'll just stare out at the cars we pass by
Sixty dollar guitar I found
In the valley's ancient alleys
Where I wandered around a while
Monday night 'neath a pipal tree
Breathing in serenity for but a little fee I smile
Late at night when I'm staring at the wall
I reminisce about the Swedish forest in the fall
Uhuh
I hope I never arrive
I'll just sit on this old plane up in the sky
We can fly and fly
I'll just gaze across the clouds way up high
Please don't feel sorry for me– I've had it all
And I still have
But I still feel sad
Long have I tried to be what I am not
And I still try
For the will I am too