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I'm running up the stairs |
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I can hardly breath again |
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Into your arms and a perfect day |
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From the garden where we lay |
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With the roses all aflame |
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You called my name and |
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I meant to say |
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It's been too long, so long |
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I looked for your face watching down from the window |
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Wave me till |
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I'm gone I remember the dress you wore |
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And you're still here with me, but maybe |
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Dorothy it's been too long, so long |
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Now I'm waiting in the dark |
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In the strangeness of your bed |
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To hide my face where you lay your head |
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As I listen to the room |
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And it speaks about a distance never met |
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You were there and yet |
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Dorothy it's been too long, so long |
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You left without saying goodbye |
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And I was so impatient then |
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Always one to cynical to pray |
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But I talked to you today |
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D'you hear me? |
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Dorothy it's been too long, so long |
