| I’d been alright before you, before you made me feel
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| I’d been alive but older, until you brought me near
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| A tear I hear alight in your world
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| You were turning away: yeah, you were turning away
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| A tear I hear alight in your world
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| You were turning away: yeah, you are turning away
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| From me now
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| Beneath a dreaming Goya, we got the sleeping down
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| We made a deal to rehearse; |
| we never let this promise drown
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| A tear I hear alight in your world
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| You were turning away: yeah, you were turning away
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| A tear I hear alight in your world
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| You were turning away from me:
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| Yeah, you are turning away from me now…
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| But in your arms you know that I can mend
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| And on your strings you know that I depend
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| Make it sound like we can flee again
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| Into the lake, into the lake…
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| A tear I hear alight in your world
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| You were turning away: yeah, you were turning away
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| A tear I hear alight in your world
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| You are turning away from me now
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| Yeah, you are turning away from me now
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| Yeah, you are turning away from me now
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| Yeah, you are turning away from me now… |