| I wrapped her in ribbons
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| And I held her in line
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| So I’d know her
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| She counted her mornings
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| So I thought she was mine
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| And I showed her
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| By believing I’d not really left her
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| When I shouted my silence and left her
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| Listening lamb (listening lamb)
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| Why was I the one
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| Who forgot what I thought I had known?
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| Tell me, and why am I the one
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| Who has seen Barcelona alone?
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| I sailed from her harbor
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| And I sailed from her sea
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| Though I loved them
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| Part of a part of
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| What I wanted to be
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| Truly loved them
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| When our boundaries were there
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| I forgave them
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| When they’d gone, I did not care
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| To save them
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| So I said goodbye
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| Why was I the one
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| Who forgot what I thought I had known?
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| Tell me, and why am I the one
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| Who has seen Barcelona alone?
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| Why am I the one?
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| Am I the one? |