| We met that night, when the sea ran high
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| And I craved for more of that nearlove experience
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| Those who the music hath then joined together
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| Are now but asunder…
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| Remember me, when I lit the fire
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| To Keep us warm
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| On a cold winter morning
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| Now I pass through the moment
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| Can I still recognize a beautiful melody…
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| I play a note, but hear no sound
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| Have I lost my love or the wings I found
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| When I was young…
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| …and eager to please anyone who had time…
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| Needed to sing the very notes I heard
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| Had to stay in the shadows and seek for the loneliness
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| Nevertheless, the price was higher than I realized
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| I was to live alone, ready to make the sacrifice
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| Was I in love with you…
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| My old heart, little harder again
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| Once the light goes out, everything ends
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| It is time…
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| Ready to cause a scene, ready to make the sacrifice
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| Ready to play the note, ready to end the final show
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| The only thing I know
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| The Pain is here
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| To stay I fear
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| In my eyes
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| I can change one note and make you cry
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| In this state of mind
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| Silence is a crime
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| How can life be so feigned and cold
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| I´ve answered the call of every melody, lovingly
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| Did I find the answers to all my questions
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| Or a Gravenimage of me…
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| If I found the hidden fountain
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| Drank the wisdom from it´s deep
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| Would I have the time to save me
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| Would I have them both to keep |