| In the small hours of the morning I saw you by the window
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| Just waiting for sunrise to light up the dark
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| I stood by in silence but it felt just like dying
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| As each tear you shed drove a knife through my heart
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| And I’m so sorry I’ve caused you such pain
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| But your tears are my shame
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| Tell me how do I reach you when you make me an outsider
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| Tell me how do I touch you when the valley grows wider
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| Tell me, how do I cross this great divide
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| How do I love you from the other side
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| And how do I make this loneliness end
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| And when will you love me again
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| You have every right to hate me, doubt me, forsake me
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| Deserve that and more for letting you down
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| But the silence, the distance this halfway existence
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| Is killing us slow without making a sound
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| I’m so sorry you feel all alone
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| But your tears are my own
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| And how do I reach you when you make me invisible
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| And how do I go on in a world that’s unlivable
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| Tell me, how do I cross this great divide
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| How do I love you from the other side
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| And how do I make this loneliness end
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| And when will you love me again
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| I know I’ve driven you far
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| I made you feel much less than you are
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| Have your way with me only give me some sign
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| It’s not a matter of love but just a matter of time |