| Waking up too soon
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| The pale blue light of your hotel room
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| The restless city air
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| Blends with the traces of your perfume
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| I need to know
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| You and me go where we want to go
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| A hesitant first kiss
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| The only memory I’ll be keeping
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| As I see the way
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| While you pretend to be sleeping
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| I need to know
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| You and me go where we want to go
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| Don’t tell on me
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| Be still my thieving heart
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| Breaking down every door
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| Is nothing holy no more
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| I think I know just
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| What you’re longing for
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| You’re so much colder
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| Than you were before
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| Oh my thieving heart
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| Oh my thieving heart
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| I may be undone
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| But nothing seems to undo you
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| You’re the lucky one
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| It seems to pass right on through you
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| Oh be rich no more
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| We both know what we’ve got ourselves into
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| Oh don’t you start
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| Be still my thieving heart
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| Breaking down every door
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| Is nothing holy no more
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| I think I know just
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| What you’re longing for
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| You’re so much colder
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| Than you were before
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| You’re so much colder
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| Than you were before
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| Oh my thieving heart
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| Oh my thieving heart |