Once she came into my room, feathered hat an' all
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Wearing a warm wool shawl wrapped around her shoulders
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Two eyes like lights, milky marble whites looking up at me
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Looking for a way, Moons in an endless day
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All I knew was with her then, no couldn't see the time
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As we drank down the wine to the last Sweet Scarlet
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How was I to wonder why or even question this
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Underneath her her kiss I was so unguarded
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Every bottle's empty now and all those dreams are gone
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Ah, but the song carries on...so holy
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She was so much younger then, wild like the wind
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A gypsy with a grin from and old far away country
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but deep beneath her curls,
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Beneath this misty pearl, there was more to see
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She could move mountains in the dark as silent as a knife
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She cut loose a life that she never no never really wanted
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All those days are frozen now and all those scars are gone
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Ah, but the song carries on...so holy
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Come let us drink again, before the second show
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I want you so to know there's no bridge between us
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All those gates have opened now, and through the light has shone
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Ah, but the song carries on...so holy
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Sweet Scarlet
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| Cat Stevens |
