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I promised you one day in June |
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So sang the rain |
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The mess we've made of our lives |
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I compensate with angered eyes |
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Don't ask me why we shouldn't talk in the past. |
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Where is this world |
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The streets of gold |
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Damn all their lies |
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The mud that sticks in your soul |
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In my despair I spurned your love |
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These sacred years are gone before they are cold |
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Chorus: |
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I'm lost before your eyes that see everything |
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Lost before your eyes that see everything |
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There's no fire |
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Don't want fire |
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Nothing shameless |
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Don't do shameless. |
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A midnight train to streets unknown |
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Don't mean a thing |
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The lovers kiss as they go |
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And so I wait in patient line |
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These empty days |
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The way we mess with our lives |
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I'm lost before your eyes that see everything |
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Lost before your eyes that see everything |
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There's no fire |
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Don't want fire |
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Nothing shameless |
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Don't do shameless. |
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I promised you one day in June so sang the rain |
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The mess we made of our lives. |
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Ken |
