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All the years combine, they melt into a dream |
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A broken angel sings from a guitar |
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In the end there's just a song, comes crying up the night |
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Through all the broken dreams and vanished years |
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Stella blue, Stella blue |
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When all the cards are down, there's nothing left to see |
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There's just the pavement left and broken dreams |
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In the end there's still that song comes cryin' like the wind |
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Down every lonely street that's ever been |
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Stella blue, Stella blue |
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I've stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel |
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Can't win for trying |
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Dust off those rusty strings just one more time |
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Gonna make them shine, shine |
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It all rolls into one and nothing comes for free |
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There's nothing you can hold for very long |
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And when you hear that song come crying like the wind |
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It seems like all this life was just a dream |
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Stella blue, Stella blue |
