A silhouette of cigarette smoke crescents the wall
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In purple pearl for the curtain call
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I'm resigned to the fact that I'm alone in life
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Lonely life, lonely life
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I'm in the wings
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The chorus sings on my own pretending
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But here it is ceaseless and unbending
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Life's to rest on my happiness
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My constant trying
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Lonely life, lonely life
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Where did the actors go?
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Backed out renounced the show
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And left me stumbling on the stage
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With just a rhyme left on the page
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With just one act left of the play
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And one more line for me to say
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Lonely life, lonely life
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Could it be that I'm the one caring and not cared for
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Or is it there something I've not dared to comprehend
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I'm content to just pretend they want me
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Lonely life, lonely life
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Where did the actors go?
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Backed out renounced the show
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And left me stumbling on the stage
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With just a rhyme left on the page
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With just one act left of the play
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And one more line for me to say, to say, to say, to say
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Where did the actors go?
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Backed out renounced the show
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And left me stumbling on the stage
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With just a rhyme left on the page
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With just one act left of the play
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And one more line for me to say, to say, to say, to say
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The Actors
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| Charlotte Church |
