| Lucie… Lucie I know you’re there
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| And I know that there are days like these
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| When all the memories
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| And all the pain’s too much to bear
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| I know the sort of day
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| When the world is cold and grey
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| It’s then, when all the ghosts arrive
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| And then they’re here to stay
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| Lucie… Lucie it’s yours to choose
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| Stay home and watch the news
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| Then there’s the other way
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| Get up and face the day
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| You need somebody to show you
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| You need somebody to know you
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| 'Cause you’ve got so much to give
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| You see, to love is to live
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| Lucie… Lucie I’ve had my share
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| I’ve been on a tour of hell
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| But I didn’t tell
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| So no one knew that I was there
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| Lucie don’t make my mistake
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| Don’t learn to love the ache
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| 'Cause love, it isn’t solitude
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| It’s what we’re here to make
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| Lucie… Lucie it’s yours to choose
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| Lucie stay home and nurse the blues
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| Then there’s the other way
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| Get up and face the day
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| You need somebody to show you
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| You need somebody to know you
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| 'Cause you’ve got so much to give
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| Lucie… to love is to live
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| Lucie… Lucie, get out of bed
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| 'Cause how’re you gonna see the dawn |
| With the curtains drawn?
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| Lucie you can’t live like you’re dead
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| It’s easy to stay alone
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| Just ignore the answer-phone
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| But you, you’ve got so much to share
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| How can you share it on your own?
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| Lucie… Lucie, it’s yours to choose
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| Lucie… stay home and hit the booze
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| Then there’s the other way
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| Get up and face the day
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| You need somebody to show you
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| You need somebody to know you
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| 'Cause you’ve got so much to give
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| You need somebody to show you
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| You need somebody to know you
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| 'Cause you’ve got so much to give
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| Lucie… to love is to live
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| To love is to live |