| Daylight, slowly creeping through the crack in the curtains
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| and it suddenly reminded me I didn’t sleep allnight.
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| It’s just the thought of you I’ll swear,
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| Lyin’in the fatal position,
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| How can I sleep?
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| How can I sleep when it cuts too deep?
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| It cuts too deep.
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| Take a handfull of magic,
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| Weigh it up on the scales
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| of the wrong place, the wrong time
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| Take one body of a memory
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| of a bright bright eyes
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| I can’t erase from my mind
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| Oh, take one girl who said yeah
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| I can handle it, in the voice of a child.
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| Does that child weep?
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| Does that weep,
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| No it cuts too deep,
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| It cuts too deep
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| Yeah well, I’ve cried in the morning
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| and I’ve cried at night,
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| I’ve stamped on the pain of too much longing
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| I’ve cried in the morning
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| and I’ve cried at night
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| now it’all done
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| now it’s all done.
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| All the dreams I’ve dreamed
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| I shall dream again eternally speaking
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| Just now the face of eternity
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| looks blank into the face of time
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| It’s just the thought of you
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| lying in that naked position
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| Oh, how could I speak?
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| How could I speak when it cuts too deep
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| It cuts too deep
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| Oh, it cuts too deep
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| It cuts too deep… |