| Sitting out in warm winds, flecks of sun painted on the sea
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| You smiled and looked down when I told you
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| «It ain’t bad to be me»
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| Give me moonlight, and a smile from you that I can
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| That I can barely believe
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| Baby, those plans are grand, but you don’t mean the same
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| When they ask you who you’re living for
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| You’ll drop my name, and then
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| And I found a new courage that kills cowards I’ve been holding in
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| It took us back to times when real men were real men
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| Let me tell you, no one ever got my soul right like she could, yeah
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| Amongst artists in heartlessness, dealing in darknesses
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| I know, I know
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| One time nobody ever got my soul right like she could, yeah
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| Now, I’m close to what I’m needing
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| Now, I’m close to what I’m needing
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| One by one, we made it up over that hill
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| One by one, they picked us off, laughing still
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| Let me know, let me know when I’ve got room to run
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| Let me know, let me know when that fool is cleaning his gun
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| And I-
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| Let me tell you, no one ever got my soul right like she could, yeah
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| Amongst artists in heartlessness, dealing in darknesses
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| I know, I know
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| One time nobody ever got my soul right like she could, yeah
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| Now, I’m close to what I’m needing
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| And I hold on to your heart
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| And I keep on coming round, falling down this part, yeah
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| And I’ll only grow lonely, my darling, when the silence starts
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| Let me tell you, no one ever got my soul right like she could
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| Hear my heart, play my part in this deal with the darknesses
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| I know, I know
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| One time nobody ever got my soul right like she could, yeah
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| Now I’m close to what I’m needing
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| Now I’m close to what I’m needing |