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He has had the secret sold to him |
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The door was open and you're shaking in anticipation |
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Let your down just when you let him in |
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Now you only have to dance away the night again |
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Lately, lonely |
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He was old but never felt so young |
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Like a lion to the slaughtered lamb |
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He watched you crumble |
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Walked away before the dance begun |
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Still he says that he has loved you |
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Like he loved no other |
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The best kept secret hidden years |
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Is still wrapped up with pride and fear |
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Standing on the edge of love, moving round in circles |
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Turning |
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Standing on the edge of love, moving round |
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Back to safety, back to well worn womb |
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Back to someone who is nothing more than passing time |
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Back to dreaming all that love lost grooms |
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Does it make you want to scream in anger, cry with rage |
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The best kept secret hidden years |
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Is still wrapped up with pride and fear |
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Standing on the edge of love, moving round in circles |
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Turning |
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Standing on the edge of love, moving round, moving round |
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Standing on the edge of love, moving round in circles |
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Turning |
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Standing on the edge of love, moving round, moving round |
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Oh-ho |
