| Some call her strange
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| Lady from the mountains
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| And others say she’s not really real
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| Like a candle burns bright
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| Wants to burn faster
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| But maybe then at least
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| She really feels
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| Burning like the candle in the middle
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| She’s lonely, lost
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| She’s disconnected
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| She finds no comfort
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| In her surroundings
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| Beautiful, insecure
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| She has nothing
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| She moves from situation to situation
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| Like a ghost
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| Then she sees him
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| A candle burning
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| Strange
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| She runs with the one she can’t keep up with
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| Ooh it’s so strange
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| He slows down
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| He’s so desperate to stop her
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| Meet her in the middle
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| They both run from the one who hunts them
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| And they drop to the forest floor frozen
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| They drop to the forest floor frozen
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| He loves her
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| But he needs his life alone as well
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| But does he know
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| The road or the reasons why
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| If he leaves her
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| He’ll be losing the chance
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| To stay alive
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| But the candle burns bright
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| Then the candle dies
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| Burning from the middle
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| Just like a candle
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| Strange
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| She runs with the one she can’t keep up with
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| Ooh it’s so strange
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| He slows down
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| He’s so desperate to stop her
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| And they meet in the middle
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| They both run from the one who hunts them
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| They drop to the forest floor frozen
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| They drop to the forest floor frozen
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| Strange
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| She’s laid on the floor in silent pain
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| Strange
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| He sat in a chair from months just staring
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| Strange
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| She knows too much to walk away
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| Strange
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| She couldn’t do it anyway
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| Strange
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| She’s laid on the floor in silent pain
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| Strange
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| He sat in a chair for months just staring
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| She knows too much to walk away
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| She couldn’t do it anyway
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| He slows down
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| He slows down
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| He slows down
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| She couldn’t do it
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| She couldn’t do it
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| Aaaahhhh… |