| It’s late in the afternoon
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| The light falls through the window
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| It’s draws a cross
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| Above my bed
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| Where you’re on a different moon
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| Where violent winds blow with no course
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| Inside your head
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| You think there may be something wrong with you
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| To make you doubt your love like this
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| Well, I guess I’m singing out this song to you
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| To let you know I think there is
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| But you know better than me
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| You know better than anyone
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| You know better than me
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| You know better than me
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| «Maybe it’s selfishness"you say
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| «All the promise I’ve broken thoughtlesly
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| I know that’s no way to live»
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| «Or maybe it’s mere distress"I say
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| Fear to let anyone close enough to see
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| That you’ve got nothing to give?»
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| You say you need to travel far away
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| To make you think of something else
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| Well, I think you’d find out if you dared to stay
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| That far away is a place inside yourself
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| But you know better than me
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| You know better than anyone
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| You know better than me
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| You know better than me
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| Oh, did you ever place a bet?
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| Did you ever gamble anything for love?
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| What you give is what you get
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| And now you know it’s not enough
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| You say you need to travel far away
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| To make you think of something else
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| Well, I think you’d find out if you dared to stay
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| That far away is a place inside yourself
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| But you know better than me
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| You know better than anyone
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| You know better than me
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| You know better than me |