| Lonely women are the desperate kind
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| And I am hanging at the end of a line
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| Losing hope when the call doesn’t come
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| It’s a feeling I choose over feeling none
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| Ah, then you stumble in
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| And I am tumblin' back where it begins
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| 'Cause you can spread my wings
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| And send a thousand dreams
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| To flood a million streams with emotion
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| And you can fill my nights
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| Oh, and blow out all my lights
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| 'Til I see nothing right by emotion
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| My emotion
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| I’m running out of ways of makin' you care
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| As hard as I try you know it just isn’t fair
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| For all I give, I’m only getting old
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| When I think I’m finally back in control
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| Ah, then you stumble in
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| And I am tumblin' back where it begins
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| 'Cause you can spread my wings
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| And send a thousand dreams
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| To flood a million streams with emotion
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| And you can fill my nights
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| Oh, and blow out all my lights
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| 'Til I see nothing right by emotion
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| And you can spread my wings
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| And send a thousand dreams
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| And flood a million streams with emotion
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| And you can fill my nights
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| Oh, and blow out all my lights
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| 'Til I see nothing right by emotion |