(Verlaine)
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Deep is the longing that I feel,
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It's like a light that goes right through
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This darkness I've been working in,
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Trying to do so much for you.
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To feel you close to me this way
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Much closer than the air I breathe,
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I come to recognise my fate
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As something you've already seen.
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(Walk)
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I've been walking till it ain't true,
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I've been walking five miles of you.
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It's a kind of paradise, your smile,
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But why I haven't got a clue,
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It's something I would like to solve,
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The mystery of the pleasure of you.
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(Walk)
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I've been walking till it ain't true,
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I've been walking five miles of you,
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Five miles of you.
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Walking out in the wind and light,
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Before me I see only you.
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Walking out in the wind and light
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Into the mystery of you
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I've been walking till it ain't true,
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I've been walking five miles of you,
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I've been walking till it ain't true,
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I've been walking five miles of you,
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I've been walking till it ain't true,
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I've been walking five miles of you,
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(Walk)
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Five Miles Of You
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| Tom Verlaine |
