| Our sunset secret’s everywhere
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| In her eyes
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| And every strand of her hair
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| Seductive as sin
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| But we can’t begin again
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| No no
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| She hides her fears in her lover’s head
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| Lives out her fears in her lover’s bed
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| All the while, in her own style
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| She’s in love with a shadow
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| She just wants to feel God’s breath
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| Moving through her years
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| Moving her to tears
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| Sometimes being used
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| Is better than being nothing at all
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| Like it was 1981
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| And I was driving you home
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| We could be in love
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| At least we could pretend
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| Yeah I’m awake
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| But just barely
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| You’re laying next to me
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| And you look me squarely in the eyes
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| But to my surprise
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| You see nothing
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| What’s there to see?
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| A walking shade, mostly a ghost
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| If there ever were a time
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| When I needed you the most
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| This would be it
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| Sometimes being used
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| Is better than being nothing at all
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| I will wait for you to find yourself
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| And then I’ll wait some more
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| I will wait for you to find yourself
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| And then I’ll wait some more
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| Like it was 1981
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| And I was driving you home
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| Yeah we could be in love
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| Or at least we could pretend |