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Tough, you think youīve got the stuff
Youīre telling me and anyone
Youīre hard enough
You donīt have to put up a fight
You donīt have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You donīt have to go it alone
And itīs you when I look in the mirror
And itīs you when I donīt pick up the phone
Sometimes you canīt make it on your own
We fight all the time
You and I...thatīs alright
Weīre the same soul
I donīt need...I donīt need to hear you say
That if we werenīt so alike
Youīd like me a whole lot more
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You donīt have to go it alone
And itīs you when I look in the mirror
And itīs you when I donīt pick up the phone
Sometimes you canīt make it on your own
I know that we donīt talk
Iīm sick of it all
Can - you - hear - me - when - I -
Sing, youīre the reason I sing
Youīre the reason why the opera is in me...
Where are we now?
Iīve got to let you know
A house still doesnīt make a home
Donīt leave me here alone...
And itīs you when I look in the mirror
And itīs you that makes it hard to let go
Sometimes you canīt make it on your own
Sometimes you canīt make it
The best you can do is to fake it
Sometimes you canīt make it on your own
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Tough, you think youīve got the stuff
Youīre telling me and anyone
Youīre hard enough
You donīt have to put up a fight
You donīt have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You donīt have to go it alone
And itīs you when I look in the mirror
And itīs you when I donīt pick up the phone
Sometimes you canīt make it on your own
We fight all the time
You and I...thatīs alright
Weīre the same soul
I donīt need...I donīt need to hear you say
That if we werenīt so alike
Youīd like me a whole lot more
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You donīt have to go it alone
And itīs you when I look in the mirror
And itīs you when I donīt pick up the phone
Sometimes you canīt make it on your own
I know that we donīt talk
Iīm sick of it all
Can - you - hear - me - when - I -
Sing, youīre the reason I sing
Youīre the reason why the opera is in me...
Where are we now?
Iīve got to let you know
A house still doesnīt make a home
Donīt leave me here alone...
And itīs you when I look in the mirror
And itīs you that makes it hard to let go
Sometimes you canīt make it on your own
Sometimes you canīt make it
The best you can do is to fake it
Sometimes you canīt make it on your own