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In the cold of the night |
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The fire burns bright |
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You long for the unseen |
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On the edge of the sea |
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Your thoughts run deep |
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You long for a place you've never been |
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Is anybody there? |
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Is anybody there |
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You cry to the full moon |
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As your thoughts run wild |
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Like the thoughts of a child |
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You wonder if you'll be there soon |
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I say, slow me down, slow me down |
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I want to hear the sound, slow me down |
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Is anybody out there? |
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Is anybody out there? |
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Oh, is anybody out there? |
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Is anybody out there? |
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I sing, is anybody out there? |
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Is anybody, anybody |
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Here I stand |
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Letter in my hand |
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The letter that you sent to me |
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But as I turn each page |
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Like the turning of a wave |
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I feel you turning me |
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And I sing, slow me down, slow me down |
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I want to hear the sound, slow |
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Is anybody out there? |
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Is anybody out there? |
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Oh, is anybody out there? |
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Is anybody out there? |
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Oh, is anybody out there? |
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Is anybody, anybody |
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I don't know anything no more |
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I don't know anything |
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Is anybody out there? |
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Is anybody out there? |
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Is anybody out there? |
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Is anybody out there? |
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Oh, is anybody out there? |
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Is anybody out there? |
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Is anybody out there? |
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Is anybody, anybody |
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I can hear the strings |
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I can hear the strings |
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I can hear the strings |
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I can hear the strings |
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I can hear the strings |
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I can hear the strings |
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I can hear the strings |
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I can hear the strings |
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Calling, calling, calling |
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Calling, calling, calling, calling me |
