| Come and see me
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| Sing me to sleep
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| Come and free me
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| Hold me if I need to weep
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| Maybe it’s not the season
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| Maybe it’s not the year
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| Maybe there’s no good reason
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| Why I’m locked up inside
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| Just cause they wanna hide me
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| The moon goes bright
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| The darker they make my night
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| Unplayed pianos are often by a window
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| In a room where nobody loved goes
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| She sits alone with her silent song
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| Somebody bring her home
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| Unplayed piano (unplayed piano)
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| Still holds a tune (still holds a tune)
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| Lock on the lid (years, years pass by)
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| In a stale, stale room (in the changing of the moon)
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| Maybe it’s not that easy (through the only window)
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| Or maybe it’s not that hard (in a stale, stale room)
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| Maybe they could release me (stale, stale room)
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| Let the people decide
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| I’ve got nothing to hide
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| I’ve done nothing wrong
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| So why have I been here so long?
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| Unplayed pianos are often by a window
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| In a room where nobody loved goes
|
| She sits alone with her silent song
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| Somebody bring her home
|
| Unplayed pianos are often by a window
|
| In a room where nobody loved goes
|
| She sits alone with her silent song
|
| Somebody bring her home
|
| Unplayed piano
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| Still holds a tune
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| Years pass by
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| In the changing of the moon |