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You came to see me when the moon was new
Saw you standing in the pouring rain
Left my message on a window pane
Back on the street again
Back on the beat again
I'm back on the top again
You saw me climbing to the top of the hill
You saw me meeting with the fools on the hill
Learned my lesson and I had my fill
Learned it all in vain
Went through it all again
Now I'm back on the top again
Always striving
Always climbing way beyond my will
Same old sensation
Isolation at the top of the bill
Always seeming like I'm moving
But I'm really going slow
What do you do when you get to the top
And there's nowhere to go?
Well, just how you get there will be anybody's guess
With all the so-called trappings of success
Left all the deadbeats on the top of the hill
Too busy raising Cain
I'm back on the street again
I'm back on the top again
Always striving
Always climbing way beyond my will
The same old sensation
Isolation at the top of the bill
Always seeming like I'm moving
But I'm really going slow
You'll find out when you get to the top
That there's nowhere to go
How you get there will be anybody's guess
With all the so-called trappings of success
Left all the deadbeats on the top of the hill
Too busy raising Cain
I'm back on the street again
I'm back on the top again
Back on my feet again
I'm back on the street again
I'm back on the top again
HATA BİLDİR
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