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Out where the bright lights are glowing |
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You're drawn like a moth to a flame |
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You laugh while the wine's over-flowing |
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While I sit and whisper your name |
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Four walls to hear me |
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Four walls to see |
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Four walls too near me |
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Closing in on me |
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Sometimes I ask why I'm waiting |
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But my walls have nothing to say |
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I'm made for love, not for waiting |
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But here where you've left me, I'll stay |
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One night with you is like heaven |
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And so, while I'm walking the floor |
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I'll listen for steps in the hallway |
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And wait for your knock on my door |
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Four walls to hear me |
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Four walls to see |
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Four walls too near me |
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Closing in on me |
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Closing in on me |
