| Sitting on a corner all alone,
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| staring from the bottom of his soul,
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| watching the night come in from the window
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| It’ll all collapse tonight, the fullmoon is here again
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| In sickness and in health, understanding so demanding
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| It has no name, there’s one for every season
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| Makes him insane to know
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| Running away from it all
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| «I'll be safe in the cornfields», he thinks
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| Hunted by his own,
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| again he feels the moon rising on the sky
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| Find a barn which to sleep in, but can he hide anymore
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| Someones at the door, understanding too demanding
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| Can this be wrong, it’s love that is not ending
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| Makes him insane again
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| She should not lock the open door
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| (run away run away, run way)
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| Fullmoon is on the sky and He’s not a man anymore
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| She sees the change in Him but can’t
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| (run away run away, run away)
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| See what beccame out of her man… Fullmoon
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| Swimming across the bay,
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| the nit is gray, so calm today
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| She doesn’t wanna wait.
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| «We've gotta make the love complete tonight…»
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| In the mist of the morning he cannot fight anymore
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| Thousands moon or more, he’s been howling
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| Knock on the door, and scream that is soon ending
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| Mess on the floor again…
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| We should not lock the open door
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| (run away run away, run away)
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| Fullmoon is on the sky and he’s not a man anymore
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| We see the change in him but can’t
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| (run away run away, run away)
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| See what became out of her darling man
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| See what became out of that man |