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Here I am, waiting for you |
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To feel what you say you feel, can |
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I believe in you? |
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There's no reason for me to stay inside |
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Waiting for my release when |
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I don't have to hide |
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Tuesday morning a letter came from you |
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A picture of yourself telling me, what you want to do |
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You're fifty eight, and |
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I'm nineteen again |
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You promised me a life outside |
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You say you just want to be my friend |
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Having the best day of my life |
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Until the day |
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I met you |
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Having the best day of my life |
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Until I found out you were you |
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Where does it lead me, right back inside? |
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Walking down for trial not the aisle as your bride |
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Six feet under, a duvet under your head |
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I'm lying in your flowery sheets in your four poster bed |
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Having the best day of my life |
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Until the day |
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I met you |
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Having the best day of my life |
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Until I found out you were you |
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I hope you'll understand this |
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This wasn't planned you know |
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It's hard for me to say this |
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But you know you let me down |
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I don't do well with pain |
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Mr. Davies |
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So I had to take you down |
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To comfort me and help me |
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I 'm safer inside |
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So I can't harm anyone else again |
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Sleep well |
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Mr. Davies |
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I'm back inside again |
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Writing you another letter |
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I hope you still want to be my friend |
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I'll love you until the end |
