| As the winter winds litter London with lonely hearts
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| Oh the warmth in your eyes swept me into your arms
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| Was it love or fear of the cold that led us through the night?
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| For every kiss your beauty trumped my doubt
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| And my head told my heart
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| Let love grow
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| But my heart told my head
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| This time no
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| This time no
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| We’ll be washed and buried one day my girl
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| And the time we were given will be left for the world
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| The flesh that lived and loved will be eaten by plague
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| So let the memories be good for those who stay
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| And my head told my heart
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| Let love grow
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| But my heart told my head
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| This time no
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| Yes, my heart told my head
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| This time no
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| This time no
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| Oh the shame that sent me off from the God that I once loved
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| Was the same that sent me into your arms
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| Oh and pestilence is won when you are lost and I am gone
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| And no hope, no hope will overcome
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| But if your strife strikes at your sleep
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| Remember spring swaps snow for leaves
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| You’ll be happy and wholesome again
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| When the city clears and sun ascends
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| And my head told my heart
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| Let love grow
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| But my heart told my head
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| This time no
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| And my head told my heart
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| Let love grow
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| But my heart told my head
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| This time no
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| This time no |