(Carly Simon)
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I've lived in all of the houses he's built
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The one in the air
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The one underground
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The one on the water
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The one in the sand
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He says: It doesn't matter how we live
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He says: It doesn't matter where we live
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We're so close we can dispense with houses
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We don't need a home at all
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It's come to be a habit with me to dine alone
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You're never home
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And the evenings end so early
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He says: we can be close from afar
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He says: the closest people always are
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We're so close that in our separation,
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There's no distance at all.
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Sometimes I gout to the car,
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Turn on the headlights
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Intending to leave-
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Sometimes I need to hear the words,
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My imagination's not as strong as you'd believe-
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But I've talked to you;
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You haven't listened at all.
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I've said I'm numb,
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I can't even cry,
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I'm stuck with acting out a part.
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He says: what do words ever reveal?
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He says: in speaking one can be so false-
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We're so close we have a silent language,
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We don't need words at all.
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There's a husky voice
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That speaks to me in the dark
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And on the phone from studios
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And Westside bars,
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Through tunnels of long distance.
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He says: we're beyond flowers
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He says: We're beyond compliments-
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We're so close we can dispense with love
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We don't need love at all.
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We're So Close
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Carly Simon |