| On the highways you can no longer travel
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| In churches and homes, too, we can no longer find ourselves there
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| I would like to steal you but you can't sit on the train either
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| Penetrated and unloved then seduced and abandoned
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| It is my city
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| I will take you to my island
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| In the places of when I was little
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| The sun among the magnolia trees
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| But the flowers no, they don't touch
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| And there is nothing without you
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| The world does not turn on
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| Everything becomes nothing
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| And there is nothing without you
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| And there is nothing without you
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| You know I can wait
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| Lying under a tree
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| And there is nothing without you
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| How many lives have I already lived
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| And in dreams what is true
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| In the calls, in the voices
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| The desire that does not know if she wants or fears
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| I always dream of my island
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| My father's house over there
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| Brooms and oleanders in the courtyard
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| The sea from the window to the heart
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| And there is nothing without you
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| The world does not turn on
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| Everything becomes nothing
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| And there is nothing without you
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| And there is nothing without you
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| The valley of love
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| Enter the depths of the heart
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| And there is nothing without you
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| And there is nothing without you
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| And there is nothing without you
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| You know I can wait |