| Here in this room, this narrow room
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| Where life began when we were young last night
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| I feel your back pressed close to me
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| And hear your steady breathing as you sleep
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| Then as the first soft glow of dawn
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| Moves silver grey like paint along the wall
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| I touch your hand and feel your ring
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| And know this night in all we’ll ever have
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| Suddenly I looked into your sleepy eyes
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| You breathe my name and it just seems to dangle there
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| Then I feel your fingers running through my mind
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| Jumbling up my thoughts to leave entangled there
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| I know so well that this is all there is
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| And when we leave this room it’s gone
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| My mind is clear as we walk down
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| The crooked little steps to the front door
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| A ray of sun that ricochets from off the rooftop light
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| I saw it stumble away
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| I touch your hand and feel your ring
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| And know this night in all we’ll ever have
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| Suddenly I looked into your sleepy eyes
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| You breathe my name and it just seems to dangle there
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| Then I feel your fingers running through my mind
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| Jumbling up my thoughts to leave entangled there
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| Suddenly I looked into your sleepy eyes
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| You breathe my name and it just seems to dangle there
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| Then I feel your fingers running through my mind
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| Jumbling up my thoughts to leave entangled there |