| Baby’s in the parlour waiting for the rain
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| Beating like a hammer washing out her pain
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| Clearing like the one seven years ago
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| When her first big love melted like the snow
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| Back then she doubted, if she would ever find a man
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| Who could love her that way the same way again
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| And just when she thought she’s living in vain
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| The man of her dreams came like the rain
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| When love is the price freedom is the cost
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| Love is the price freedom is the cost
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| And just when you think everything is lost
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| Love will be your price
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| And I’ll know, I would not change a thing
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| Cause I know I would not change a thing
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| They spoke about her dreams
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| They spoke about love
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| They spoke about all the things she was so afraid of
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| He had a key-word for everything she felt
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| So it didn’t take long till' he got her nailed
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| Pin ones hope on someones elses life
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| And all your dreams will hurt you like a knife
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| The same whit her she soon got lost
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| When love is the price freedom is the cost
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| She didn’t trust that very first man
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| To come to her life trying' to understand
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| What nobody ever could before
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| He only made her see there is something more
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| To learn about freedom to free about love
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| To handle all the things she was so afraid of
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| To always follow what she really felt inside
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| Everything else is like a roller coasters ride |