| Well every time I lay in the bed beside you
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| Hosea, Hosea
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| I hear the sound of the streets of the city
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| My belly growls like a hungry wolf
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| And I let it prowl till my belly’s full
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| Hosea, my heart is a stone
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| So please believe me when I say I’m sorry
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| Hosea, Hosea
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| You loveable, gullible man
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| I tell you that my love is true
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| Till it fades away like a morning dew
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| Hosea, leave me alone
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| Here I am in the Valley of Trouble
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| Just look at the bed that I’ve made:
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| Badlands as far as I can see
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| Well there’s no one here but me
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| Hosea
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| Well I stumbled and fell in the road on the way home
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| Hosea, Hosea
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| I lay in the brick street like a stray dog
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| You came to me like a silver moon
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| With the saddest smile I ever knew
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| Hosea carried me home again
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| Home again
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| You called me out to the Valley of Trouble
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| Just to look at the mess that I’ve made
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| A barren place where nothing can grow
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| One look and my stone heart crumbled--
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| It was a valley as green as jade
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| I swear it was the color of hope
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| You turned a stone into a rose
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| Hosea, Hosea
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| Hosea
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| Well I sang and I danced like I did as a young girl
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| Hosea, Hosea
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| I am a slave and a harlot no more
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| You washed me clean like a summer rain
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| And you set me free with that ball and chain
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| Hosea, I threw away the key
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| I’ll never leave
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| Hosea, Hosea |