| To make a tempest of our dreams
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| Your white skin on my lips, it seems
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| That I must thread our fingers through
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| This night without an end
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| So let your eyes uncover mine
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| The fading heat, the broken lines
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| The summer in the shadows
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| Of your body next to mine
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| And goodnight, my darling, goodnight
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| My heart’s empty
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| The scenes that I’m playing go crazy before me
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| When I close my eyes
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| But won’t you step into the light?
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| Won’t you move out of the shadows?
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| Won’t you step into the light?
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| I’m losing my mind
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| And I burned down right to my skin
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| To needled fingertips
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| The empty day, a breviary
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| That shivers into this, that shivers into this
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| A starry summer evening came
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| Our murmured love has closed the frame
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| On everybody walking outside
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| Underneath the stars
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| So let your eyes uncover mine
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| The fading heat, the broken lines
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| The summer in the shadows
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| Of your body next to mine
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| And goodnight, my darling, goodnight
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| My heart’s empty
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| The scenes that I’m playing go crazy before me
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| When I close my eyes
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| But won’t you step into the light?
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| Won’t you move out of the shadows?
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| Won’t you step into the light?
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| I’m losing my mind |