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Still my heart the dawn is filled with tears |
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I never thought that |
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I would find you here |
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Wait for me, be merciful, be kind |
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Embrace the joy in pain when love is blind |
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And if you cry just know that |
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I would never say goodbye |
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If you speak of me just by chance |
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Or hear me calling through your next romance |
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I am the thorn that wants to be the closest to the rose you are |
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Kind of blue, be virtuous at best to know the pain of too much tenderness |
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And if you cry just know that |
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I could never tell a lie |
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If you hear my voice just by chance |
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Or feel me touch you in a lover's dance |
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I am the thorn that wants to be the closest to the rose you are |
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I am the thorn that wants to be the closest to the rose you are |
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And if you cry just know that |
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I would never say goodbye |
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If you speak of me just by chance |
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Or hear me calling through your next romance |
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I am the thorn that wants to be the closest to the rose you are |
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I am the thorn that has to be the closest to the rose you are |
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It's always darkest just before the dawn |
