| Another rose wilts in East Harlem
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| And uptown downtown a thousand miles between us
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| She’s waiting for the night to fall
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| Let it fall, I’ll never make it in time
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| Another rose wilts in East Harlem
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| And uptown downtown a thousand miles between us
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| She’s waiting for the night to fall
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| Let it fall, I’ll never make it in time
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| Another rose wilts in East Harlem
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| And uptown downtown a thousand miles between us
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| She’s waiting for the night to fall
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| Let it fall, I’ll never make it in time
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| Sound is the colour I know, oh
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| Sound is what keeps me looking for your eyes
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| And sound of your breath in the cold
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| And oh, the sound will bring me home again
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| Sound is the colour I know, oh
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| Sound is what keeps me looking for your eyes
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| And sound of your breath in the cold
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| And oh, the sound will bring me home again |