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My eyes have seen the glory of the sacred wunderkind |
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You took me behind a dis-used railway line |
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And said 'i know a place where we can go |
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Where we are not known' |
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And you gave me something that i won't forget too soon |
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But i can't believe you'd ever care |
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And this is why you will never care |
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These things take time |
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I know that i'm |
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The most inept |
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That ever stepped |
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I'm spellbound, but a woman divides |
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And the hills are alive with celibate cries |
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But you know where you came from, you know where |
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You're going and you know where you belong |
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You said i was ill, and you were not wrong |
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But i can't believe you'd ever care |
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And this is why you will never care |
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These things take time |
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I know that i'm |
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The most inept |
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That ever stepped |
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Oh, the alcoholic afternoons |
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When we sat in your room |
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They meant more to me |
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Than any, than any living thing on earth |
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They had more worth |
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Than any living thing on earth |
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On earth, on earth, oh ... |
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Vivid and in your prime |
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You will leave me behind |
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You will leave me behind |
