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THE CORRS
All in a day, she saw the face in the mirror lie To her dismay, she saw the child that was in her die And she cried... overnight 'Cos what she sees... she doesn't like I'm twisting (twisting..., twisting...) I'm turning (turning..., turning...) I'm aching (aching..., aching...) And it's burning In one day..., in one day Just let me float, just let me drift on by (just let me drift on by...) No more, no pain I don't have tears to cry (tears to cry...) I'm twisting (twisting..., twisting...) I'm turning (turning..., turning...) I'm aching (aching..., aching...) And it's burning In one day In one day In one day {Violin solo} I'm twisting, I'm turning In one day... In one day (in one day...) In one day In one day (in one day...) {fade out}
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