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There's someone tapping on my window pane |
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No, I'm dreaming again, |
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It's just the morning rain |
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But what about the voices |
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From the room next door? |
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And the sound of your steps on my wooden floor? |
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If silence only could be what I should |
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If loneliness would leave me alone |
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But nothing would do me more good |
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Then not being on my own |
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What about the whispers in sleepless nights? |
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What about the screams and endless fights? |
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What about the records that you loves to play? |
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What about the tunes that you hummed all day? |
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If silence only could be what I should |
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If loneliness would leave me alone |
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But nothing would do me more good |
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Then not being on my own |
