Bic Runga: Sorry.
Sorry, by Bic Runga
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Wring out my guilt and hang it on the line
It's been raining all week, It won't get a chance to dry
I've been looking around the pantry for a box of Sorries
I'm all run out yeah I'm all run out
It’s not that hard to say I know
It’s not that hard to say I know
It’s not that hard to say so why can't I say it now
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And its been swelling up inside like the kitchen Sponge
It's in the back of my throat, It's in the tip of my tongue
If I could sweep it out the door, That could be the end
But this wind keeps blowing it in again
It's not that hard to say I know
It's not that hard to say I know
It's not that hard to say so why can't I say it now
Say it now, Say it now, Say it now,
Say it now, Say it now, Say it now
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And I've been locking all the doors and drawing all the blinds
It always seems to find its way back inside
If I could sweep it out the door that could be the end
But this wind keeps blowing it in again
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So why can't I say it now
Say it now, Say it now, Say it now,
Say it now, Say it now, Say it now
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