| A phased golden light
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| Rained down from the street light
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| It fell across your shoulder
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| Paused just above your collar
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| Like it had something to show me
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| As if I wasn’t already noticing
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| Your eyes a shade of wonder
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| Like if thunder had a color
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| It could have been harmless
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| Wanting to see
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| If I could get a little closer
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| And walk away breathing
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| It might’ve been cheating
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| Where exactly is the line?
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| Too early to admit it
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| I wanted you for mine
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| I kissed Maria in the alley
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| You laughed and spilled your whiskey
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| There’s some I can’t remember
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| A talented bartender
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| And way out in the cheap seats
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| The stars stared unblinking
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| The ones that know anything
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| Won’t be revealing
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| It could have been harmless
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| Wanting to see
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| If I could get a little closer
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| And walk away breathing
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| It might’ve been cheating
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| Where exactly is the line?
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| Too early to admit it
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| I wanted you for mine
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| There was a sword in my drink
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| Everything’s a sign, if you want it to be
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| And you want it to be
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| It could have been harmless
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| Wanting to see
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| If I could get a little closer
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| And walk away breathing
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| It might’ve been cheating
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| Where exactly is the line?
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| Too early to admit it
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| I wanted you for mine
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| It could’ve been harmless
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| It could’ve been harmless |