| Take it off me but softly
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| And warm me with care
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| I found everything so unfair
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| If I’d met you when we were
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| Riding carousels, a whisper
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| It would follow me and lead me there
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| But I am losing my focus
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| I can’t face it, I hope this
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| Won’t last 'til the morning air
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| And I am usually like this
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| I can promise the darkness
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| I can promise the cold wind, the chill
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| But everybody’s left with someone else
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| And holding onto you meant something else
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| Boy. |
| you’ve got me anchored to yourself
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| Everybody’s left with someone else
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| Everybody’s left with someone else
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| Everybody’s left with someone else
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| Oh, don’t you know me?
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| I’m lonely
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| And I’m barely there
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| I found everything so unfair
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| I’ll stay here for a while and say this
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| I’d find everything so painless
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| Just to see you smile and take my hand out there
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| And I am losing my focus
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| I can’t face it, I hope this
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| Won’t last 'til the morning air
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| And I am usually like this
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| I can promise the darkness
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| I can promise the cold wind, the chill
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| But everybody’s left with someone else
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| And holding onto you meant something else
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| Boy you’ve got me anchored to yourself
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| Everybody’s left with someone else |