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Indigo light as the day starts to fade |
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Still enough light for me to stand in your shade. |
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I have developed a good idea |
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Of the words you love, |
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Yeah, what you want to hear. |
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All alone with the wind whistling round your throne. |
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And I know it wears you down, |
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So slowly |
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You chased me all around |
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Just to show me, |
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That your head is hanging down |
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From the weight of your own crown, |
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You're a king without a queen. |
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Stop the thunder when you come around, |
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And the white lighting that burn |
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Me to the ground. |
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You say you want me, |
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But just not now. |
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Should I be afraid, |
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Maybe you'll show me how. |
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And I know it wears you down, |
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So slowly |
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You chased me all around |
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Just to show me, |
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That your head is hanging down |
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From the weight of your own crown, |
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You're a king without a queen. |
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A king without a queen... |
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All alone with the wind whistling round your throne. |
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And I know it wears you down, |
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So slowly |
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You chased me all around |
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Just to show me, |
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That your head is hanging down |
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From the weight of your own crown, |
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You're a king without a queen |
