Lady Adelaide shows no emotion
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Colder than a wave in the Arctic Ocean
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She waited all her years for those 3 words
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That never reached her ears
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They just went unheard
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Porcelain and frail, slender shoulders
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A breeze of gusty gale could knock her over
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She knew a handsome man who she gave her body
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But he did not take her hand
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And her heart broke softly
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Now she's a bird with broken wing
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She likes the ideas of things
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More than what they are bound to bring
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Lady Adelaide
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And with her beauty in slow fade
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She is so fearful the will say
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That she is a bed that's been unmade
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Lady Adelaide
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Lady Adelaide
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| Benjamin Gibbard |
