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There's only one way out of this dream. Don't say I didn't warn you. Once there was a child and he cried "wolf!" but no one cried for him. Believe me when I say: If honestly washes up on the shore I'll burn the bridge before it's built. I'm being honest here. I'm being honest here. If the bird forgot his song would you know the difference From the perch at the computer you own? Would you pick up the phone And ask Con-Ed to turn on the power and Standby to watch his feathers go up in flames? No one would cry for him!- you know as well as me- And though you might find it hard to believe, Believe me when I say: If honesty washes up on the shore I'll burn the bridge before it's built. I'm being honest here. I'm being honest here. I'm being honest here. I'm being honest here. I'm being honest here. I'm being honest here. From Letras Mania