| If I could buy you everything you’d ever need
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| And everything you’d never want to own
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| Or just take you back to somewhere you once saw
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| On the edges of a cold night on the Nile.
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| Back to some place you’ve never known
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| Back to some place that you can’t own
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| You’re crashed out in some boat on the Nile
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| Where no more pharaohs could ever be that brave.
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| If I could show you the edges of your eyes
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| The empty lakes of an empty desert night
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| The lost and lonely canopies of Rhodes
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| The Cairo skyline which only tries to hide.
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| Back to some place you’ve never known
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| Back to some place that you can’t own
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| You’re crashed out in some boat on the Nile
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| Where no more pharaohs could ever be that brave.
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| And I could see you look at me
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| And I could see you looked at me.
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| Back to some place you’ve never known
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| Back to some place that you can’t own
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| You’re crashed out on some island on the Nile
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| Where no more pharaohs could ever kiss your lips
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| Where I could only hide you like a girl
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| Back to some place you’ve never known
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| Back to some place that you can’t own. |