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If it was any other year or any other life |
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But this one's mine to carry on now, yes, it's mine to carry on now |
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'Cause I will always disappoint you, is it vengeance or your pride |
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'Til you lose me like that trinket on your bracelet |
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Charming, charming |
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In the dream it's all a test that I face by myself |
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Lose the briefcase, lie at the airport, swallow the inky code |
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We'll all answer in the end in our temporary tongue |
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But for now, don't say anything, don't say anything |
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Charming, charming, charming charming |
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'Cause there, at the garden verge |
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I will pull you up in hope again |
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No more second thought |
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Will crowd you out of your desire |
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To be loved, not touched, to be |
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Blameless and ecstatic again |
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This is all there is, no knowledge is too much to bear in the end |
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And I want this more than anything and I want the damned red shoes |
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And I want to lead Dorothy back home |
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Here today, here tomorrow, here's the lay of the land |
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Here's my heart, here's my sorrow, I surrender |
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Charming, charming, charming, charming |
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'Cause there, at the garden verge |
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I will pull you up in hope again |
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No more second thought |
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Will crowd you out of your desire |
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To be loved, not touched, to be |
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Blameless and ecstatic again |
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This is all there is, no knowledge is too much to bear in the end |
