| Must have been walking
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| Don’t know this place
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| Somebody stopped talking
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| Is it written in my face?
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| Thought I’d never leave you
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| Thought I’d never dare
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| But I watched you going under
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| That’s a thought I could not bear
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| Five thousand miles I’m away from you
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| Drifting by the Spanish steps tonight
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| Guess you’ve got my number
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| Guess you got my line
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| Guess you got my number
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| Should I be on your mind
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| Late at night your footsteps
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| Barefoot on the floor
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| Tender eyes from sleeping
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| In the darkened corridor
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| I come up the stairway
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| My naked enemy
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| Comes stumbling towards me
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| Wish I could set you free
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| Five thousand miles I’m away from you
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| Drifting by the Spanish steps tonight
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| Guess you’ve got my number
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| Guess you got my line
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| Five thousand miles I’m away from you
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| Sleeping by the Spanish steps tonight
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| Guess you’ve got my number
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| Should I be on your mind
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| I’m not that hard to find
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| Five thousand miles I’m away from you
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| Drifting by the Spanish steps tonight
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| Guess you’ve got my number
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| Guess you got my line
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| Five thousand miles I’m away from you
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| Sleeping by the Spanish steps tonight
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| Guess you’ve got my number
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| Guess you’ve got my line
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| I’m not that hard to find |