| There’s a light on in your window
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| There’s a shadow on the street
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| Two silhouettes tell me it’s over
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| The shadow knows the shadow’s me I won’t crawl or cause you trouble
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| Well that’s the last thing I’ll ever do But before I leave your life completely
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| Tell me who wears these shoes, darling
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| Lord knows the days just get longer
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| The nights grow cold with you on my mind
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| And I feel like an old jukebox
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| Playing the same song all the time
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| If these crazy dreams don’t kill me It’s more than I can take from you
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| Not knowing where or when I’ll see you
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| Not knowing darling who wears these shoes
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| My friends all say don’t got to pieces
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| I say that’s fine but if I lose
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| I want to know who’s in my foot steps
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| I want to know who wears these shoes
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| My friends all think I must be crazy
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| I see the facts but if it’s true
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| I want to know who’s in my footsteps
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| I want to know who wears these shoes, darling
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| Oh and it’s a chilling feeling
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| When I can’t see him
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| What do I do
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| When I face the two of you |