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In my darkest hour just before the dawn |
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There's no sound from the empty street |
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But sleep won't seem to come to me |
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All your words in my head |
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Linger on and on |
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They've come to steal my time away |
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Till the night is gone |
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I must be losing my shine |
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Like an old dusty |
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Burgundy wine |
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In a cellar cool and damp |
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Dull beneath a yellow lamp |
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No one turning the key |
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To come and get me today |
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The more I think about you now |
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The more I'm feeling that way |
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I see you there, everywhere |
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Optical illusions |
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Telephone, let it ring |
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I don't want intrusions in my life |
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I know tomorrow |
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I'll findThere's nothing here at all |
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Just some trick your mind will play |
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With shadows on the wall |
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I see you here, feel you near |
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Optical illusions |
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Nothing real that |
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I feelJust some confusion of my time |
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In my darkest hour, when all the blinds were drawn |
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You're just some mirage |
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I sawJust before the dawn |
