| I was locked inside a prison of my own design
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| Every wall was painted gray
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| Then the walls dissolved, the sky collapsed
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| I heard him whispering my name
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| With a voice so warm and tender
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| He reached out and helped me to remember
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| With the sweet complexion of a pharaoh
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| Dark as a delta night, I said
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| «Oh won’t you carry me back to Memphis
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| Where we can dance along the Nile»
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| Dance along the Nile
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| Dance with me along the Nile
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| Water wash over me
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| Dance with me along the Nile
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| Water wash over me
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| Water wash over me
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| Now, history had been arranged
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| To hide us from our secret names
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| But God knows who we are
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| I’m content to watch him
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| Slowly come to meet me
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| On a river to my heart
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| Roll in slowly pour into my veins
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| Bring me water and wash away my pain
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| With the sweet complexion of a pharaoh
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| Dark like a delta night, I said
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| I want, I want to go back to Memphis
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| And we will dance along the Nile
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| And you’ll remember me
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| How that water wash over me
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| Let’s go back, let’s go back to Memphis
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| And we will dance along the Nile
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| Smile, dance, … |