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Five o'clock in the fire escape symphony |
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Spilling out across the road on the squire |
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And the skies that sing when you wrote "you think of me" |
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To parks and leafs reach you there |
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After the rain in the lonely hours |
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He haunts me, crueling out, again and again |
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Sophia, Sophia |
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I'm burning, I'm burning |
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It's a fire, a fire I cannot put out |
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It's a fire, it's a fire I'm burning that's something I cannot go without |
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And one of them is him |
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Now I'm walking the streets like a stranger in my hometown |
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Do the language forms the words when I speak |
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But he changed me out this ghosts since he came around |
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Now I count the hours and the days in the weeks |
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Passion and silence |
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Every word and every line, a measure |
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It's the science of the soul |
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And it's words debreath the reason |
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And now I wanna know |
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Sophia, Sophia |
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I'm burning, I'm burning |
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It's a fire, a fire I cannot put out |
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It's a fire, it's a fire I'm burning that's something I cannot go without |
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And one of them is him |
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And you with your new born eyes |
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Have you ever loved men |
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Like I loved him |
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Does your heart still feel alive |
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Like never before, |
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Oh Sophia... Sophia |
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(Chorus) |
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Sophia, Sophia |
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I'm burning, I'm burning |
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It's a fire, a fire I cannot put out |
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It's a fire, it's a fire I'm burning that's something I cannot go without |
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And one of them is him |
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I can't go without him... |