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I hear voices in the night |
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Whispers drowning out my dreams as they come floating by |
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You never trust a lonely heart |
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Opens its mouth and you can't stop it once it starts |
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So I'll try not to listen tonight every time |
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I hear I miss you |
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Try to think of nothing at all |
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Gonna get some sleep and dream of no one in particular |
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Not to listen tonight every time |
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I hear I miss you now |
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But I begin to believe somehow |
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I see angels in the streets |
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Kisses billow from the smoking grates on |
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Gramercy You build these walls around your heart |
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But they're filled with holes that you don't notice till it's dark |
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Until they're blowing you apart |
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So I'll try not to listen tonight every time |
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I hear I miss you |
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Try to think of nothing at all |
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Gonna get some sleep and dream of no one in particular |
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Not to listen tonight every time |
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I hear I miss you now |
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But I begin to believe somehow |
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And I was doing alright out on my own |
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Now I'm checking my watch wondering if you're home |
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And the friends that |
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I had always seemed enough |
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Now I'm leaving places early just to call you up |
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And I will run |
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I will hide |
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But every time |
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I close my eyes |
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There's only one word kicking round my brain |
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It's your name |
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So I'll try not to listen tonight every time |
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I hear I miss you |
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Try to think of nothing at all |
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Gonna get some sleep and dream of no one in particular |
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Not to listen tonight every time |
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I hear I miss you now |
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But I begin to believe somehow |