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In the stilness of the night my eyes are closed. |
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My mouth is wide. |
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I could see her face. |
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Her beautifull hair I could recognize. |
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She looks at me cold. |
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She probably don't know who I am. |
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Mommy it is me, it's Keith. |
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You had me back when... |
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But sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me, that she holds me. |
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Sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me, that she holds me. |
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I guess I can't, 'cause she doesn't know who I am. |
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My mind it's dreaming, God it's so misleading. |
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Do you thing it's 'cause I've grown old. |
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Is it true that what I was told? |
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You cried to leave me? |
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You know I know it's not your fault. |
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You had a husband who was (now you're ?) selfish and cold. |
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Believe me I know. |
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And now I hear you used to treat me cold. |
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You disappeared and left me all alone. |
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I'm sure you didn't know right from wrong. |
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'cause both of you were always getting stoned. |
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But sometimes I like to pretend. |
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But sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me |
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Sometimes I like to pretend, that she holds me. |
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Sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me. |
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Sometimes I like to pretend, that she holds me. |
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I guess I can't, 'cause she doesn't know who I am. |
