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It happens that someone knocks at my door |
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And the whole house starts to shake |
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So that it gets really hard to stand up |
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And even worse to walk |
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I usually fall down on the floor |
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And I stay there until that someone decides to leave |
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And the house calms down |
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And I look through the curtains |
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To see if he would regret |
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To see if he would try again |
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It happens that someone calls me on the phone |
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Then my heart gets so scared |
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That it jumps right up into my throat! |
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I swallow like crazy |
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Hoping my heart will glide back down |
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So I can talk to that someone |
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Maybe talk to a friend |
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But it is too late |
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It is beyond my control |
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If I don't open up the door |
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It is beyond my control |
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If I don't answer your calls |
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I'm not to blame. It isn't my fault |
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It was you that made my heart shake |
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It was you that made my heart jump |
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And it happens that I take a walk outside |
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Just to get some nice fresh air |
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And it happens that I see someone I knew |
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A long, long time ago |
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Then I just seem to disappear |
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Becoming one with a wall |
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Becoming one with a lamp post |
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Becoming one with a tree |
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Becoming one with a street |
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Becoming one with a house |
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Becoming one with a door |
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Becoming one with you all |
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It is beyond my control |
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If I don't open up the door |
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It is beyond my control |
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If I don't answer your calls |
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It is beyond my control |
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If I just seem to disappear |
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It is beyond my control |
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If I am suddenly not here |
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I'm not to blame. It isn't my fault |
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It was you that made my heart shake |
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It was you that made my heart jump |
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It was you that came my way |
