| I’ve been talking to the wall and it’s been answering me
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| Oh darling how I miss you
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| I’m just the mere shadow of my former selfishness
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| I crave the silhouette of your kiss
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| With only the blue light of the TV on
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| Lip reading threats and false alarms
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| There’s a boy somewhere holding hands with himself
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| And a girl in a window on the Reeperbahn
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| Whenever I put my foot in my mouth and you begin to doubt
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| That it’s you that I’m dreaming about
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| Do I have to draw you a diagram?
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| All I ever want is just to fall into your human hands
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| With the kings and queens of the dance hall craze
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| Checkmate in three moves in your heyday
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| But the girls don’t listen to your line anymore
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| Now you’re part of someone else
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| On the factory floor and you still say «Wheres the action?»
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| Now you manufacture happiness
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| And get sold on the cheap for someone’s satisfaction
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| Whenever I put my foot in my mouth and you begin to doubt
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| That it’s you that I’m dreaming about
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| Do I have to draw you a diagram?
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| All I ever want is just to fall into your human hands
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| All you toy soldiers and scaremongers
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| Are you living in this world sometimes I wonder
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| In between saying you’ve seen too much
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| And saying you’ve seen it all before
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| Tighter and tighter I hold you tightly
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| You know I love you more than slightly
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| Although I’ve never said it like this before
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| Whenever I put my foot in my mouth and you begin to doubt
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| That it’s you that I’m dreaming about
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| Do I have to draw you a diagram?
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| All I ever want is just to fall into your human hands
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| All I ever want is just to fall into your human hands |