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Empty hours |
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Spent combing the street |
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In daytime showers |
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They've become my beat; |
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As i walk from cafe to bar |
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I wish i knew where you are; |
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Because you've clouded my mind |
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And now i'm all out of time |
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Empty skies say try to forget |
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Better advice is to have no regrets; |
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As i tread the boulevard floor |
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Will i see once more; |
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Because you've clouded my mind |
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'till then i'm biding my time |
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I'm only sad in a natural way |
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And i enjoy sometimes feeling this way |
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The gift you gave is desire |
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The match that started my fire |
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Empty nights with nothing to do |
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I sit and think, every thought is for you; |
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I get so restless and bored |
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So i go out once more; |
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I hate to feel so confined |
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I feel like i'm wasting my time |
