| Every time when he left us
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| Suspicion grew in me
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| Even this primrose path could hide the pain
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| The scars would still remain
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| I saw a stranger in my dreams
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| I saw his eyes through the glass
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| He looked at me like we knew each other
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| But this time would be the last
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| A fading hope of love and compassion
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| No part of your life
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| How could I learn to live alone
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| If my heart is stone before I walk
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| How could I know what I’m doing wrong
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| If you never give me a sign
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| They broke into his shelter
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| The innocence was revealed
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| Had to create himself the world of prestige
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| Where he’s not the one beneath
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| A fading hope of love and compassion
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| Even they try, I’m just a stranger despised
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| How could I learn to live alone
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| If my heart was buried before I walked
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| How could I know what I’m doing wrong
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| Let the inception guide your way
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| How could I learn to live alone
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| If my heart is stone before I walk
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| How could I know what I’m doing wrong |