| I have a thought that consoles me
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| A glow within
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| Whatever thought that consoles me
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| A light, pale, thin
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| When I’m wild and lonely, in a winter mind
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| And I cannot become
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| Wild and loyal in a winter mind
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| What I want to become
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| 'Cause I had your love, I took it into my heart
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| But my life was in my mind and yours was in your arms
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| And the thought that consoles me is just a star
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| I am in the dark
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| I have the dream that you told me
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| Hidden within
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| Just a dumb little dream that you told me
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| Probably nothin'
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| Where I’m wild and lonely, in a winter mind
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| And slowly I become
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| Less wild and loyal to the winter mind
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| What I want to become
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| I have your love, I take it into my heart
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| With my life in my mind, and yours in your arms
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| And the dream that you told me is so safe and warm
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| Here, in the dark
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| Wild and lonely, in a winter mind
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| I cannot become
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| Wild and loyal to the winter mind
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| What I want to become
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| When I had your love and took it into my heart
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| And life in my mind and yours in your arm
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| And that thought that consoled me is that you aren’t
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| Here, in the dark
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| Here, in the dark
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| Here, in the dark
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| Here, in the dark
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| Okay, here it is, the chaotic first sip of loneliness
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| The flame that flicks and pretty soon I want more of it
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| The happiness and its restlessness
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| And me, I’m as happy as my least happy kid… |