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I thought I heard you pulling up outside |
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It's just the wind whisperin' through the pines |
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I haven't seen who I'm looking for |
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Just empty shadows in my open door |
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The empty closet where you hung your clothes |
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The empty hooks where you hung your coat |
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The cellar steps or the kitchen floor |
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They don't catch shadows like an open door |
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Do open windows keep the rain away? |
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Do open eyes keep the ghosts at bay? |
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I thought an open door would bring you in |
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Now I guess I'm gonna have to guess again |
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I find myself hoping for a storm |
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Each silver lining is a crown of thorns |
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I find myself hoping for the rain |
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You don't see shadows on a cloudy day |
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Go to the corner where the ghosts hang out |
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They'll all agree with what I'm talking about |
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They'd haunt your halls and walk through walls before |
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They'd ever set foot in an open door |
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Do open windows keep the rain away? |
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Do open eyes keep the ghosts at bay? |
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I thought an open door would bring you in |
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Now I guess I'm gonna have to guess again |
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I'm saving nickels and I'm saving dimes |
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I'm gonna kiss you where the sun don't shine |
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And all those shadows gonna kiss them too |
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Just so long as they come in with you |
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Do open windows keep the rain away? |
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Do open eyes keep the ghosts at bay? |
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I thought an open door would bring you in |
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Now I guess I'm gonna have to guess again |
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I guess I'm gonna have to guess again |
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I guess I'm gonna have to guess again |
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I guess I'm gonna have to guess again |
