| Tell me a story, but leave out the truth
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| Show me your heart, but no more of you
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| You say that you’re happy, but I wouldn’t know
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| For sure
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| Give me your word only to take it all back
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| You know you’re free to cut and run, no strings attached
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| I say that I’m happy, but you’ll never know
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| For sure
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| Be my oasis and I’ll be yours, tonight
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| Leave the desert at the door
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| We’ll be wondering no more
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| Cause we’re safe, at the oasis
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| Meet me underneath the clock at quarter past nine
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| A few nights in Paris and thn kiss goodbye
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| We’ll say that we’r happy, then back to our lives
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| Our lies
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| Be my oasis and I’ll be yours, tonight
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| Leave the desert at the door
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| We’ll be wondering no more
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| Cause we’re safe, at the oasis
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| Be my oasis and I’ll be yours, tonight
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| Leave the desert at the door
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| We’ll be wondering no more
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| With the desert stars above
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| Doesn’t matter what once was
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| And I’ll be yours, tonight
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| And I’ll be yours, tonight
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| And I’ll be yours, tonight |