| I hold you in my arms
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| As the band plays
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| What are those words whispered, baby
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| Just as you turn away
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| I saw you last night
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| Out on the edge of town
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| I wanna read your mind
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| To know just what I’ve got in this new thing I’ve found
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| So tell me what I see
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| When I look in your eyes
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| Is that you baby
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| Or just a brilliant disguise?
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| I heard somebody call your name
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| From underneath our willow
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| I saw something tucked in shame
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| Underneath your pillow
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| Well I’ve tried so hard, baby
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| But I just can’t see
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| What a woman like you
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| Is doing with me
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| So tell me who I see
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| When I look in your eyes
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| Is that you, baby
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| Or just a brilliant disguise?
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| Now look at me, baby
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| Struggling to do everything right
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| And then it all falls apart
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| When out go the lights
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| I’m just a lonely pilgrim
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| I walk this world in wealth
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| I want to know if it’s you I don’t trust
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| 'Cause I damn sure don’t trust myself
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| Now you play the loving woman
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| I’ll play the faithful man
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| But just don’t look too close
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| Into the palm of my hand
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| We stood at the alter
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| The gypsy swore our future was right
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| But come the wee wee hours
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| Well maybe, baby, the gypsy lied
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| So when you look at me
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| You better look hard and look twice
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| Is that me, baby
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| Or just a brilliant disguise?
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| Tonight our bed is cold
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| I’m lost in the darkness of our love
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| God, have mercy on the man
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| Who doubts what he’s sure of |