| Well clouds and I see a shape
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| Pretty girl through the night and day
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| Run around fast away
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| I pass the shadows where I stay
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| Long, long hair and I’m not there
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| And when the wind dissolves the clouds
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| The street light girl is the only witness
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| The girl behind the mask
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| She’s the one who never has to ask, yeah
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| With magic pouring from her eyes
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| There’s nothing she can’t recognise
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| Makes me want to understand
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| Makes me feel like melting black
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| When your the last flash and time stands still
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| I ask what if all I could recall
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| Had never been in the dream that she could see
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| Girl behind the mask
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| She’s the one who never has to ask
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| She reaches through your disguise
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| It’s too late — you never realised
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| And I never realised
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| Up the stairs a picture’s waiting
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| In my room she might be waiting
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| We’re baptised still getting blind in the darkness
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| If I get back to her I’d walk away into the forest
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| And then I’m thinking 'where can I go Lord?'
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| Girl behind the mask is the one
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| Who never has to ask
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| She’s reaching through your disguise
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| It’s too late
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| You never realised, you never realised
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| (Please don’t, please don’t, please don’t) |