| Listen at the door, you won’t hear footsteps anymore you look so torn
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| Please don’t speak a word and remember that I might have heard you once before
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| And the darkness falls to twilight so heavenly
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| It breaks down through for all to see, all to see
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| I wander in a daze, down to black rose way
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| If you’re there, call on me, call on me, call on me
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| Wishful whisper on market street, the wind is gently blowing from the sea
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| With the vein so hard to miss, I stagger back inside for one last kiss
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| And the darkness falls from twilight so heavenly
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| It breaks down through for all to see, all to see
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| I wander in a daze down to black rose way
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| If you’re there, call on me, call on me, call on me
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| Listen at the door, you won’t hear footsteps anymore you look so torn
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| Please don’t speak a word and remember that I might have heard you once before
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| And the darkness falls from twilight so heavenly
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| It breaks down through for all to see, all to see
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| I wander in a daze down to black rose way
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| If you’re there, call on me, call on me, call on me
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| Call on me (Call on me) Call on me (Call on me)
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| Call on me (Call on me) Call on me (Call on me)
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| Call on me (Call on me) Call on me (Call on me) |