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How worn we were on such a day |
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You can almost feel the date |
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And I can't deny the pain |
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So I wait for the right time |
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To wish the world away |
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To walk in |
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And I can't help wanting every word |
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To escape this night |
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We are worn and we dress on |
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Sunday Try to touch the smile |
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And I can't describe your face |
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So I wait for the next time |
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To wish the world away |
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And walk in |
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And I can't help wanting every word |
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To escape this night |
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And with your eyes |
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You can't help watching everywhere |
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Before it begins |
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You can break this silence, oh, with your heart |
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Here we take this vow and you struggle |
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Invitation to the other |
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I will come forsake the others |
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I'll see you again |
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And you can't help wanting every word |
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We can escape this night |
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And with your arms you can't help wanting everywhere |
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Before it begins you can break this silence with your heart |