Pandora comes today
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As she dazzles and she dances
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You find hope and lose yourself again
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She never stays the same
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She changes moods like summer thunder
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Still you look for sunlight through the rain.
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And when she laughs you see danger
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She can be cold like a stranger
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And you try but you won't change her anyway
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And I can see how she makes it
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It's a game and still you take it
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It's a spell until you break it, you must stay
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And lose yourself again.
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Pandora takes the time
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To tell you stories of her past
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Thet everybody knows just can't be true
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The reason and the rhyme
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Are twisted 'til you can't believe her
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Still you keep pretending that you do.
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And when you try to get to her
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And you tell her you've seen through her
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She'll just say you never knew her anyway
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And you still let her fake it
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It's a game and still you take it
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It's a spell until you break it, you must stay
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And lose yourself again.
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Pandora comes today
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The warning signs flash in her eyes
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The old familiar feelings rise again
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The pleasure and the pain
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Are like two colours run together
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Still you can't go on too long this way.
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If it's a game you can't win it
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I don't know why you stay in it
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You could leave her any minute, any day
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It should be easy to shake it
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But you just can't seem to make it
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It's a spell until you break it, you must stay
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And lose yourself again.
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Pandora
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| Al Stewart |
