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The secrets that we keep, we say them in our sleep |
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And wrestle down our souls if we would speak |
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I watched you board a train in the |
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London rain |
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And waved bye-bye as you slipped out of view |
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Diane, Diane |
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We'll make it out together |
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We'll make it out together |
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We'll make it out, we'll make it out |
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In your dreams when the smile now comes |
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You're mumbling words with a lazy tongue |
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We lie together when we say it's love |
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Who were you just thinking of, |
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Diane?Diane, |
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Diane, I don't say it |
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But I know you know the theme returns so deep |
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And visits us in sleep to define the you and |
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I as weSo we pass the time and occupy our minds |
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And close our eyes and hope that we'll be fine |
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Diane, Diane |
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We'll make it out together |
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We'll make it out together |
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We'll make it out, we'll make it out |
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And I may leave in time you'll see |
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I'll come right back for you, for you |
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And I may leave in time you'll see |
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I'll come right back for you, for you |
