| I did not lose you
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| But what has won you?
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| Your passport on the table
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| Has penned me down
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| You say that a war is coming
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| that burns deep inside you
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| You ask, am I coming with to where you must go
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| You say, it’s time to move
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| to take your heart
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| You say, it is not to cause us to scatter apart
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| But your words to me
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| do I want to stay here
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| because if you ask you had to ask
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| but you told me
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| Of your wise plan is this what you wanted
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| there’s no place for you here
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| There is so much more I wanted to say
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| and what I wanted to happen
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| But here in dark Africa
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| That asks so much from us
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| What would it cost to just stay
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| Your words were too costly
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| Because what you wanted to say
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| Was written on the wall
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| You say, it’s time to move
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| to take your heart
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| You say, it is not to cause us to scatter apart
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| But your words to me
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| do I want to stay here
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| because if you ask you had to ask
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| but you told me
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| Of your wise plan is this what you wanted
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| there’s no place for you here
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| You say, it’s time to move
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| You say, it’s time to move (2 x) |