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It was cruel of you to stand at my door and take my hand |
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Like a drowning man I clung to my defenses |
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And ten years is a time but your looks, love, it's a crime |
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And I lost my tongue in the tangle of my senses |
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And I never was to know that I'd come to miss you so |
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But time winds down and I turned my back long ago |
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But I still dream, oh darling I still dream |
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Oh I still dream, oh Lord knows I still dream |
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On the killing floor I stand with a stun gun in my hand |
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Like a cowboy shooting badmen on the range |
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And nothing satisfies and the soul inside me dies |
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As I duck each punch and never risk the change |
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And now you look at me with that same old used-to-be |
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Oh but time winds down and I turned my back long ago |
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But I still dream, oh darling I still dream |
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Ah but now you look at me with that same old used-to-be |
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But time winds down and I turned my back long ago |
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But I still dream, oh darling, darling I still dream |
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I still dream, oh Lord knows, Lord knows I still dream |
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Oh I still dream, oh darling, darling, darling I still dream |
