| Azalea
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| Won’t you call me when you’re home?
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| It’s cold out tonight
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| And you’re all alone
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| Are you afraid of the dark?
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| Or do you live by the light in your heart?
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| Azalea
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| Won’t you call me when you’re home?
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| You move like the shadows in the night
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| We flit in and out with the leftover light
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| You told me it’s good to be brave
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| When we know what’s coming we make mistakes
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| So sew up your hands
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| And you dance in the day
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| Oh, you dance in the day
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| Azalea
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| Tell me, what am I to do?
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| All your crystals and cards
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| Head in the stars
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| But I won’t follow you
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| You said your intention’s to change
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| And I wish I could see it showing
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| Azalea
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| My Azalea
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| Are your dreams in color?
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| 'Cause lately mine are gray
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| You were born a flower
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| And I was born a mistake
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| Azalea
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| Won’t you call me when you’re home?
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| It’s cold out tonight
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| And I’m all alone |