| Boy, you take me by surprise again
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| You take me by the hand and then
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| Lead me down the streets of new york
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| On a willful afternoon
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| When i thought love could choose
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| I heard your song playing on the radio
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| I’m somewhere i don’t want to be
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| The city’s moving over me
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| But i think i’m going to stay
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| Please dont be alarmed
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| I’m at the start of something
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| I walked up the grand to our hotel
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| And bought a round of perfect tens
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| And imagined you were there
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| And you, you became the man who explained
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| If this wasn’t love how could it have been anything else?
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| I’m somehwere I don’t want to be
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| The city’s moving over me
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| But I think I’m going to stay
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| Please don’t be alarmed
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| I’m at the start of something
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| I want to ask you everything
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| I want to ask you everything
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| We stayed
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| And smoked another cigarette
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| And if smoke lingers I won’t forget
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| I try to say I’m sorry
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| An you, you’re with more than I could ever be
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| But I looked up and you had disappeared
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| And left ya crying to the rain
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| I’m somewhere I don’t want to be
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| The city’s moving over me
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| Yet I think I’m gong to stay
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| Please don’t be alone
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| I’m at the start of something
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| I want to ask you everything |