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A little dream castle with every dream gone |
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Is lonely and silent, the shades are all drawn |
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And my heart is heavy as |
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I gaze upon |
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A cottage for sale |
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The lawn we were proud of is waving in hay |
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Our beautiful garden has withered away |
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Where you planted roses, the weeds seem to say |
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A cottage for sale |
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From every single window, |
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I see your face |
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But when I reach a window, there's an empty space |
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The key's in the mailbox, the same as before |
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But no one is waiting for me anymore |
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The end of our story is told on the door |
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A cottage for sale |
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From every single window, |
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I see your face |
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But when I reach a window, there's an empty space |
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The key's in the mailbox, the same as before |
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But no one is waiting for me anymore |
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The end of our story is told on the door |
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A cottage for sale, for sale |
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A cottage for sale |
