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Janice has loved and she’s lost
She knows that attachment has a cost
And Janice spends each day alone
No parties, no dates, and no calls on the phone
Janice is tired

And somewhere along the line it seems
That Janice forgot how to dream
She knows there’s no such thing as miracles
But I wish I could make her believe
At least make her believe in me

Janice fills the car with gas
She never drives to slow and never too fast
Janice lays flowers on her mama’s grave
Hopes that one day she’ll be saved

And somewhere along the line it seems
That Janice forgot how to dream
She knows there’s no such thing as miracles
But I wish I could make her believe
At least make her believe in me




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