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All through the night you telephoned |
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I saw the light blinking red |
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Beside the cradle |
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But you don't know how far i've gone |
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Now i must live with the lie |
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That i made |
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But if i call, i know i won't have to say it |
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You'll hear my voice - something is bound to betray it |
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But do people living in toledo |
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Know that their name hasn't travelled very well? |
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And does anybody in ohio |
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Dream of that spanish citadel? |
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But it's no use saying that i love you |
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And how that girl really didn't mean a thing to me |
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For if anyone should look into your eyes |
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It's not forgiveness that they're gonna see |
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You hear her voice - 'how could you do that?' |
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You hear her voice - 'how could you do that?' |
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So i walked outside in the bright |
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Sunshine and lovers pass by |
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Smiling and joking |
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But they don't know the fool i was |
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Why should they care what was lost |
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What was broken? |
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But if i call, i know i won't have to say it |
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You'll hear my voice - something is bound to betray it |
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But do people living in toledo |
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Know that their name hasn't travelled very well? |
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And does anybody in ohio |
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Dream of that spanish citadel? |
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But it's no use saying that i love you |
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And how that girl really didn't mean a thing to me |
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For if anyone should look into your eyes |
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It's not forgiveness that they're gonna see |
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But do people living in toledo |
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Know that their name hasn't travelled very well? |
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And does anybody in ohio |
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Dream of that spanish citadel? |
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But we still have florence, alabama |
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We don't have paris, and we don't have rome |