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Todd Rundgren

The visitors were never seen
They missed my monologue between
But I think you know
The letters came, the letters went
The last reply was never sent
But I think you know
I can't explain what's in my brain
That tells me where to go
But I think you know
For I would draw a diagram
To signify the things I am
But I think you know
And in the end it all boils down
A useless bit of running 'round
'Cause I think you know
And love I send to you my friend
But never tell you so
But I think you know

Written by RUNDGREN, TODD
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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