Lyrics:

People
In the middle
Life's a riddle
Not a game of dice
Not for a man who rolls with ice
Days turn
Faster than a minute
How was I to know this?
Would you even notice me?
Cause they're imposters
We threw away the time
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I'm just the messenger man
It's the last time around
One of these days I wish you were
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If we're just passengers then
It's the first time around
One of these days I wish you were
Ooh
All the people
In white stockings talk with pride
They'll be waving all the flags at night
Which will I decide?
Cause they're imposters
I'm making up (my mind)
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I'm just the messenger man
It's the last time around
One of these days I wish you were
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If we're just passengers then
It's the first time around
One of these days I wish you were
Ah ooh
Glide
I stand in the light of your eyes
I'll see you another time
Come on baby roll the dice
I'm feeling like it's gonna break
This time will stars align?
I'm thinking that it's all the same
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I'm just the messenger man
It's the last time around
One of these days I wish you were
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If we're just passengers then
It's the first time around
One of these days I wish you were
Ah ooh
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