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The wood burns warm |
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The house is still |
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The music soothes |
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And soon I will |
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Look for in another |
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What I'd found in you |
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What we had in each other |
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But you couldn't live through |
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Old love burns |
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My body aches |
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And I'm taking time |
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For as long as it takes |
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As the sunset fades |
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And the moonlight breaks |
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I'll try and put right |
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All my mistakes |
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A throwaway world |
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A throwaway life |
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I'm glad I'm by myself tonight |
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When all passion's spent |
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In the one you love |
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When there's no guiding hands |
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From a god above |
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When all that's left |
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Is never enough |
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But there was a time |
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That I can't find |
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Filled with light |
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From a love inside |
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Filled with love |
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It was a world so wide |
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And we'd run from one |
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To the other side |
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Filled with laughter |
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And a love so bright |
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Now I wait for something |
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By hushed firelight |
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Something that would tell me |
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Everything's all right |
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A throwaway world |
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A throwaway life |
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I'm glad I'm here by myself tonight |
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Where the wood's all warm |
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And the fire burns bright |
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And I tell myself everything will be all right |
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As the sunset fades |
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And the moonlight breaks |
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The world is a small warm room tonight |