| She hangs her head and cries in my shirt
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| She must be hurt very badly
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| Tell me what’s making you sadly?
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| Open your door — don’t hide in the dark
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| You’re lost in the dark — you can trust me
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| 'Cause you know that’s how it must be
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| Lisa — Lisa, sad Lisa — Lisa
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| Her eyes like windows trickelin' rain
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| Upon the pain getting deeper
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| Though my love wants to relieve her
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| She walks alone from wall to wall
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| Lost in her hall, she can’t hear me
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| Though I know she likes to be near me
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| Lisa — Lisa, sad Lisa — Lisa
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| She sits in a corner by the door
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| There must be more I can tell her
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| If she really wants me to help her
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| I’ll do what I can to show her the way
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| And maybe one day I will free her
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| Though I know no one can see her
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| Lisa — Lisa, sad Lisa — Lisa |