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Written by Lou Reed & Mike Rathke |
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If I close my eyes, I see your face, and I'm not without you |
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If I try hard and concentrate, I can still hear you speak |
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I picture myself in your room by the chair |
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You're smoking a cigarette |
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If I close my eyes, I can see your face; you're saying: "I missed you." |
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Dreamin', I'm always dreamin' |
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If I close my eyes, I can smell your perfume; you look and say: "hi, baby." |
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If I close my eyes, pictures from China still hang from the wall |
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I hear the dog bark; I turned and say: "what were you saying?" |
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I pictured you in the red chair inside the pale room |
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Dreamin', I'm always dreamin' |
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You sat in your chair with a tube in your arm; you were so skinny |
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You were still making jokes; I don't know what drugs they had you on |
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You said: "I guess this is not the time for long term investments." |
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You were always laughing, but you never laughed at me |
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They say in the end the pain was so bad that you were screaming |
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Now, you were no saint, but you deserved better than that |
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From the corner I watch them moving things from your apartment |
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But I can picture your red chair and pale room inside my head |
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If I close my eyes, I see your face, and I'm not without you |
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If I try hard and concentrate, I can hear your voice saying: |
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"Who's better than you?" |
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If I close my eyes, I can't believe that I'm here without you |
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Inside your pale room, your empty red chair, and my head |
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Dreamin', I'm always dreamin' |
