| Morning is a siren, evening is a bust
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| Memories fade, pocketful of dust
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| I moan to you like a mourning dove
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| Mistakes are made along with love
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| On the day you opened up the door
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| I saw the future slip away, time is just a whore
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| If you can get any closer, oh please do
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| I can only dance when I dance with you
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| I’m drunk on moonmilk, I’m high up in the air
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| I know a woman she is silk there and there and there
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| With a kiss she wakes me up, she always leaves too soon
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| As she does she fills my cup with the milk of the moon
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| Open up the window, smell the rain
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| I kiss the pillow where your head has lain
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| Open up your wild and secret heart
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| And your flower, the tenderest part
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| I don’t know when we’ll meet again
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| Now will have to do 'til then
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| In a bed hot and wet like tears
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| We slept one night for years and years and years
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| I’m drunk on moonmilk, I’m high up in the air
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| I know a woman she is silk there and there and there
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| With a kiss she wakes me up, she always leaves too soon
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| As she does she fills my cup with the milk of the moon
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| Your gifts I’ll cherish and I’ll save
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| The look I see upon your face is the only thing I crave
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| When you’re gone I’ll try to get some rest
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| And dream you sleeping on my chest
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| I’ll send you songs to carry you to sleep
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| Won’t be so long we’ll have this watch to keep
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| Loving you is the best I know of home
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| I’ll be thinking of you hard hard hard as I open up my arms
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| I’m drunk on moonmilk, I’m high up in the air
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| Oh, woman, you are silk there and there and there
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| With a kiss you wake me up, you always leave too soon
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| As you go will you fill my cup with the milk of the moon? |