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I hear the beating of your wings |
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And you're playing on my strings |
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In mysterious ways |
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You draw me in |
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To a love |
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Beyond all understanding |
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Beyond my reach |
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So far away |
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But it seems |
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Like only yesterday |
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I'm Haunted |
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Haunted |
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Is that what you wanted |
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All that's left |
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Is the ghost of your smile |
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It stays awhile |
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Then fades away |
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I hear your footsteps on the ground |
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Tempting me to turn around |
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It's just the echo |
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Of a disenchanted lover |
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Shuffling aimlessly |
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Homeward bound |
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To empty rooms |
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And picture frames |
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And Friends |
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Who can't recall our names |
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I'm Haunted |
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Haunted |
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Is that what you wanted |
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All that's left |
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Is the ghost of your smile |
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It stays awhile |
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Then fades away |
