| Dressed with invisible pearls and lighted colors
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| She’s a broken flower in a huge wounded body
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| Travelling for years to find some place to stay
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| She loses herself in someone else’s, someone else’s tragedy
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| Spinning round like a gypsy fallen queen
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| Schizophrenic shinning secretly
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| For the man who gently say
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| How wonderful she used to be
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| Tell me little sister, is it warm and safe in there
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| Your face is like winter and your eyes seem so dry
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| Any words to fill the blanks, speak out little sister
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| Are you waiting for me somewhere deep inside?
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| Standing on a corner, she’s trying sometimes
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| To touch my world, to reach my side of the wire
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| Walking the whole universe to cross the line
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| Spinning round like a gypsy fallen queen
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| Schizophrenic shinning secretly
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| For the man who gently say
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| How wonderful she used to be
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| Tell me little sister, is it warm and safe in there
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| Your face is like winter and your eyes seem so dry
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| Any words to fill the blanks, speak out little sister
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| Are you waiting for me somewhere deep inside?
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| Carousel has slowly stopped spinning round
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| Alice won’t be back this time, wonderland’s fading
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| Has she closes the light and drops the bottle down
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| Wonderland’s fading, wonderland’s fading
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| Tell me little sister, is it warm and safe in there
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| Your face is like winter and your eyes seem so dry
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| Any words to fill the blanks, speak out little sister
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| Are you waiting for me somewhere deep inside? |