| I have a weak strong heart
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| Suffers every time we are apart
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| In my small room
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| Carries the dark and the gloom
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| Of every long day
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| In my window the trees they sway
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| And it’s so hard to find you
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| In this cold world designed to
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| Bleed you, grieve you
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| And the dark nights proceed through
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| And it’s so hard to find you
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| In this cold world designed to
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| Bleed you, grieve you
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| And the dark nights proceed through
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| He has a mean, mean way
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| Don’t listen to his heart what to say
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| Goes to the river, crosses the bridge
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| Leaves his possessions if they don’t come with
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| And it’s so hard to find you
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| In this cold world designed to
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| Bleed you, grieve you
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| And the dark nights proceed through
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| And it’s so hard to find you
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| In this cold world designed to
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| Plead you, bleed you
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| And the dark nights proceed through
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| So ho-hollow, so hollow without you
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| I have a girl’s, girl’s play
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| When I say go I mean her to stay
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| You should know this by now
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| How many women does it take
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| To show you how?
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| And it’s so hard to find you
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| In this cold world designed to
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| Bleed you, grieve you
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| And the dark nights proceed through
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| And it’s so hard to find you
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| In this cold world designed to
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| Bleed you, grieve you
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| And the dark nights proceed through
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| And it’s so hard to find you
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| In this cold world designed to
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| Bleed you and grieve you
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| And the dark nights proceed through |