| Walking out in the street light midnight
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| Whispering wind catch me in a headlight
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| Talk about your life I’d like to know
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| It’s not easy going where no one goes
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| And no one knows
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| Do we have to be so distant
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| How can you be so unreal
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| What’s the reason for hiding and
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| How does crying make you feel
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| I can see you’re talking to me in riddles
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| Do what you like you go where the wind blows
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| Talk about your life I’d like to know
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| It’s not easy going where no one goes
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| And no one knows
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| Do we have to be so distant
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| How can you be so unreal
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| What’s the reason for hiding and
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| How does crying make you feel
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| I reach for a certain disguise that you’re weaving
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| And I can tell by the mist in your eyes that you’re dreaming, dreaming
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| Do we have to be so distant?
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| How can you be so unreal?
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| In the clouds running and chasing shadows
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| In the crowd frozen in a window
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| Talk about your life I’d like to know
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| It’s not easy going where no one goes
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| And no one knows
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| Do we have to be so distant
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| How can you be so unreal
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| What’s the reason for hiding and
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| How does crying make you feel
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| Do we have to be so distant
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| How can you be so unreal
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| What’s the reason for hiding and
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| How does crying make you feel
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| Do we have to be so distant
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| How can you be so unreal
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| What’s the reason for hiding and
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| How does crying make you feel
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| Do we have to be so distant
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| How can you be so unreal
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| What’s the reason for hiding and
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| How does crying make you feel |