| Do you believe in destiny?
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| That the threads of ourselves
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| Were woven so very long ago
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| Or is each moment’s reckoning
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| A new course we’ve laid in
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| With every tidal ebb and flow
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| Are we just lost at sea?
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| Praying that another ship will see
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| She’s haunted at night
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| Alone in her room
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| By the ghost of a chance
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| That was lost all to soon
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| And he’s haunted all right
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| She’s there in his mind
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| Right in front of his eyes
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| He’s haunted
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| She’s been sailing aimlessly
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| From time to time and place to place
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| From love to love with nothing feeling right
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| And he’s been fighting everything
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| Against that moment he saw her
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| The picture he’s kept deep inside
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| Will he tell his haunts to run
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| Or tell himself this couldn’t be the one?
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| He’s haunted at night
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| Alone in his room
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| By the ghost of a chance
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| That was lost all to soon
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| She’s haunted all right
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| He’s there in her mind
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| Right in front of her eyes
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| She’s haunted
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| She’s been told a lie
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| That for everyone there’s someone
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| The perfect someone waiting to be found
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| God only knows when he will come around
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| She walks down London city streets
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| A pretty slip of a thing
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| With a haunted look in her eyes
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| And I wonder if they’ll ever meet
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| Or if those lonely ships
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| Will just pass on by
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| She’s haunted at night
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| Alone in her room
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| By the ghost of a chance
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| That was lost all to soon
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| He’s haunted all right
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| She’s there in his mind
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| Right in front of his eyes
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| He’s haunted |