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ConfusedEver since |
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I spied you |
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In the rooms of my mind |
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Now I can't deny you |
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Bleeding and bruised |
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Like a vagabond in rags |
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I've walked the streets to your door |
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To find just what's in store |
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I see youYou and many others |
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In your clean well-lighted place |
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Where I would find disgrace |
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But I doKnow |
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I'd find contentment |
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Just to be your furniture |
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I need nothing more |
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In the thick of the night |
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Take me out of the cold |
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Let me sing inside |
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Like a radio |
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In the thick of the night |
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Before we grow too old |
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Let me sing inside |
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Like a radio |
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Shivering and cold |
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This night's condusive |
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To a flight into my soul |
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But I stand here |
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Though my heart grows bold |
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Once on the inside |
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I can quietly persist |
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And hold my tears |
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In the thick of the night |
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Take me out of the cold |
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Let me sing inside |
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Like a radio |
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In the thick of the night |
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Before we grow too old |
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Let me sing inside |
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Like a radio |
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Like a radio |
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Like a radio |
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And so still |
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I waitThough |
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I grow much weaker |
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No, no, no, |
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I will not faint |
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I'll stay true |
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Believe me when |
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I sayI'd climb to heaven, |
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Crawl beneath the lowest hell |
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To stay near you |
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In the thick of the night |
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Take me out of the cold |
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Let me sing inside |
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Like a radio |
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In the thick of the night |
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Before we grow too old |
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Let me sing inside |
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Like a radio |
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Like a radio |
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Like a radio |
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Like a radio |
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Like a radio |