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I hear the beating of your wings |
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As if you're playing on my strings |
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In mysterious ways, you draw me in |
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To a love beyond all understanding |
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Beyond my reach, so far away |
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But it seems like only yesterday |
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I'm haunted, haunted |
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Is that what you wanted? |
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All that's left is the ghost of your smile |
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It stays awhile then fades away |
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I hear your footsteps on the ground |
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Tempting me to turn around |
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It's just the echo of a disenchanted lover |
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Shuffling aimlessly, homeward bound |
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To empty rooms and picture frames |
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And friends, who can't recall our names |
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I'm haunted, haunted |
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Oh, you got what you wanted |
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All that's left is the ghost of your smile |
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It stays awhile then fades away |
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Oh, I'm haunted, haunted |
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Is that what you wanted? |
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All that's left is the ghost of your smile |
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It stays awhile then fades away |
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Haunted, haunted |
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Is that what you wanted? |
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All that's left is the ghost of your smile |
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It stays awhile then fades away |
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Haunted, haunted |
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Is that what you wanted, baby? |
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Haunted, haunted |
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Is that what you wanted, baby? |
