| I’m walking through streets that are dead
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| Walking, walking with you in my head
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| My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
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| And the clouds are weeping
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| Did I hear someone tell a lie?
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| Did I hear someone’s distant cry?
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| I spoke like a child; |
| you destroyed me with a smile
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| While I was sleeping
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| I’m sick of love but I’m in the thick of it
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| This kind of love I’m so sick of it
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| I see, I see lovers in the meadow
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| I see, I see silhouettes in the window
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| I watch them 'til they’re gone and they leave me hanging on
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| To a shadow
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| I’m sick of love; |
| I hear the clock tick
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| This kind of love; |
| I’m love sick
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| Sometimes the silence can be like the thunder
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| Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
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| Could you ever be true?
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| I think of you
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| And I wonder
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| I’m sick of love; |
| I wish I’d never met you
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| I’m sick of love; |
| I’m trying to forget you
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| Just don’t know what to do
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| I’d give anything to
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| Be with you |