| When the door shuts, bolted, I’m thrown out of the way
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| I’m the girl who borrowed someone
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| I’m the night without the day
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| And when the week moves onwards, it’s ruthless and it’s grey
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| Like this girl who once held someone
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| And was caught along the way
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| And when I’m brought forth, stranded, I’m broken, I’m grazed
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| From a choice, a second class one
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| You’re the living proof of phase
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| And when your stolen heart is fickle and insane
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| Makes the call to me, your someone
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| You’re the meaning of my name
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| To make that call for someone
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| To show them all you’ve got
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| To make that call for someone
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| To show them all you’ve got
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| But when your love is gone, slip away
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| But when your love is gone, slip away
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| And I do, before we sleep
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| The day’s ours for us to keep
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| In the night you say to me
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| «Say a prayer, say a prayer for me will you?»
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| To make that call for someone
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| To show them all you’ve got
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| To make that call for someone
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| To show them all you’ve got |