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(kirsty maccoll/mark e.nevin)
Sometimes it feels like you will never win
Just when you're ready to pack it all in
You tear it down and start over again
But i'm not down for the first time
Maybe i'll always be the one and only girl for me
I never minded the rain on my face
I knew the sun lived in some other place
I had to go i just needed the space
But i'm not down for the first time
Maybe i'll always be the one and only girl for me
Sometimes your life isn't going too well
Sometimes it reads like a postcard from hell
I've made my mistakes i suppose you can tell
Some lives read like a postcard
And some lives read like a book
I'll be happy if mine
Doesn't read like a joke from an old christmas cracker
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