| Voices to and fro, a woman’s cry, a baritone
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| Two voices hit the wall and seep in
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| No possibility at all of sleeping
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| Lying on my own, my body straight, I fear for more
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| Holding to a breath, my heart skips, warmth fills my chest
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| Oh I hear a wounded call, a fallen heart, a desperate soul
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| Who begs for peace of mind, a want of love expired
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| I overheard a broken heart a damaged love to say
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| That all is lost we’ve stumbled hard there’s nothing left to save
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| Feet walk up and down, into the hall, a heightened sound
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| Thumping then a pause, the door slams somebody’s lost
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| The sobbing strikes the wall and moves in
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| A failed lover now conceding
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| Oh I hear a wounded call, a fallen heart a desperate soul
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| Who begs for peace of mind, a want of love expired
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| I overheard a broken heart a damaged love to say
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| That all is lost we’ve stumbled hard there’s nothing left to save
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| I overheard a broken heart a damaged love to say
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| That all is lost we’ve stumbled hard there’s nothing left to save
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| Oh I think I hear, in broken words, a lovers' spat
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| Voices to and fro, a woman’s cry, a baritone |