| If I call your name at midnight
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| You would not be there
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| If I call your name at midnight
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| Oh, you would not be there
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| You said my name so sweetly
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| Oh, the one time that you called
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| Oh, you said my name so sweetly
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| That I took my clothes all off
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| Oh, the birds are calling
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| And I do not believe for me Oh, the birds are calling
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| And I do not believe for me Yes, I do not believe for me I thought I saw you walking
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| With your trenchcoat in the rain
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| Yes, I thought I saw you driving
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| Down those streets past me again
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| Yes, I drank the table under
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| And I drank your bitter wine
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| Yes, I drank the table under
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| And I drank your bitter wine
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| Oh, the bells are ringing
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| And I do not believe for me Oh, the bells are ringing
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| And I do not believe for me Yes, I do not believe for me I walk on every Monday
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| With your memories so clear
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| Yes, I walk on vagrant runways
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| I think of how you’re near |