You called me from the room in your hotel
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All thru romancing with someone that you'd met
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And telling me how sorry you were, leavin' so soon
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And that you miss me sometimes, when you're alone in your room
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Do I feel lonely too?
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You have no right to ask me how I feel
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You have no right to speak to me so kind
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We can't go on, holding on to time
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So for now, we'll go on living separate lives
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Well I have all to let you go
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And if you lost your love for me, you never let it show, oh no
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There was no way to compromise
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So now we're living - now we're living - separate lives
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Ooh, it's so difficult, love leads to isolation
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So you build that wall - you build that wall
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Yes you build that wall - oh yes, you build that wall
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And you make it stronger - no
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You have no right to ask me how I feel - oh no
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You have no right to speak to me so kind
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Some day I might - I just might - find myself looking in your eyes
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But for now, we'll go on living separate lives
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Yes for now, we'll go on living separate lives
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Oooh, seperate lives
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Separate Lives (with Marilyn Martin)
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| Phil Collins |
