| Waitin' for a sign from you,
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| Waitin' for a signal to change
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| Have you forgotten what your love can do?
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| Is this the end?
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| Walkin' through the city
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| Your boots are high-heeled and are shinin' bright
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| The sun was sparklin' on the shaft of your knife
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| Flower in the morning rain,
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| Dying in my hand
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| Was it all in vain?,
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| Superstar in your own private movie
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| I wanted just a minor part,
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| But I’m no fool
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| I know you’re cool,
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| I never really wanted your heart
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| Your feet rough heat
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| Nothing seems to bring you down
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| It’s not that cool when I’m around
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| Flower in the morning rain
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| Dying in my hand
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| Was it all in vain?
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| Superstar in your own bright movie
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| I wanted just a minor part
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| But I’m no fool
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| I know you’re cool
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| I never really wanted your heart |