I hear you, in your car, in the driveway
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I hear the crunch, of the keys in the door
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I hear the air rush in, so cold, this fright
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Not that IĄ¯m afraid of you, itĄ¯s just the plays of the light
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No matter where I stand, even if the lights are bright
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IĄ¯m living, living in the Shadow of Your Love
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I see you as a cut out in the doorway
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I see you, and I wonder who you are
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I feel the weight of your body, by my bedside
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I fight the urge to reach out for the light
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It doesnĄ¯t matter if its day or if its night
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IĄ¯m living, living in the Shadow of Your Love
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I feel you, put your head upon your pillow,
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I feel you, put your hand on me
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I hear the sound of sleep, and IĄ¯m relieved
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No need for power plays, love defiled, love deceived
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It doesnĄ¯t matter, if itĄ¯s wrong or if itĄ¯s right
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IĄ¯m living, living in the Shadow of Your Love
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Living in the Shadow of Your Love
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Living in the Shadow of Your Love
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Living in the Shadow of Your Love
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The Shadow Of Your Love
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| GANGgajang |
