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She was fighting in the dark she was fine and fierce |
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She'd rail against the days that she was crowded out |
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By people without hearts to pierce |
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She was the taper to a stick of dynamite |
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She was the trigger to gun without a bullet to fire |
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To make it all alright, alright |
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Chorus |
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Tell me who could be closer to me |
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But I couldn't feel her pain |
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Tell me who could be closer to me |
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Could we have this dance again |
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So memories are sprung of times ago |
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And my heart is sad with the memories to come |
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Ahe'll never know |
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Ao another day goes by and I'm still here |
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Snd I'd like to go and see her but people say |
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She's not at home no more, no more |
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Tell me who could be closer to me |
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But I couldn't feel her pain |
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Tell me who could be closer to me |
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Could we have this dance again |
