| Come over to the window, my little darling,
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| I’d like to try to read you palm
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| I used to think I was some kind of gypsy boy
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| Before I let you take me home.
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| Chorus: So long Marianne, it’s time that we began
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| To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again
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| Well, you know that I love to live with you,
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| But you make me forget so very much
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| I forget to pray for the angel
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| And then the angels forget to pray for us.
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| Chorus
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| We met when we were almost young
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| Deep in the green lilac park
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| You held on to me like I was a crucifix
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| As we went kneeling through the dark.
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| Chorus
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| Your letters say that you are beside me now
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| Then why do I feel alone?
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| I’m standing on a ledge and your fine spider web
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| Is fastening my ankle to a stone.
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| Chorus
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| For now I need your hidden love
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| I’m cold as a new razor blade
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| You left when I told you I was curious
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| I never said that I was brave.
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| Chorus
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| O you are really such a pretty one
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| I see you’ve gone and changed your name again
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| And just when I climbed this whole mountainside
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| To wash my eyelids in the rain.
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| Chorus |