| I hold you in my arms
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| There’s a band playing
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| What are those words whispered, baby
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| Just as you turn away?
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| Well I saw you last night
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| Out on the edge of town
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| I want to read your mind and know just what I got in this
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| New thing I found
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| So tell me what I see
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| When I look into your eyes
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| Is that you, baby
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| Or just a brilliant disguise?
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| I heard someone call your name
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| Underneath my willow
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| I saw something tucked in shame
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| Underneath your pillow
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| Well I tried so hard, baby
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| But I just can’t see
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| What a woman like you
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| Is doing with me
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| Now look at me, baby
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| Struggling to do everything right
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| And then it all falls apart
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| When out go the lights
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| I’m just a lonely pilgrim
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| I walk this world in wealth
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| I want to know it’s you I don’t trust
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| Because I damn sure don’t trust myself
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| Now you play the loving woman
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| I play the faithful man
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| Just don’t look too close
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| Into the palm of my hand
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| When we stood at the altar
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| The gypsy swore our future looked right
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| But in the wee, wee hours, maybe baby
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| The gypsy lied
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| So when you look at me
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| You better look hard and look twice
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| Is that me, baby
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| Or just a brilliant disguise?
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| Tonight our bed is cold
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| I’m lost in the darkness of our love
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| God have mercy on a man
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| Who doubts what he’s sure of |