(Marie Cain/Warren Hartman)
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It's the hour of the night time
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When the demons come to call
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And the shadows seem to whisper
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And I'm wishin' I could crawl inside a dream
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That would free me from the pain
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But I'm smothered by the silence of a heart gone insane
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Oh, heart, are you still beating?
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Is there enough of you left to break?
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How could he take you and tear you apart?
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I never knew somebody would do it
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I never knew somebody could do it
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Never dreamed anybody would do this to my heart
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Now the wine has worked its wonder
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And it's makin' me forget
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But the memories lie awaiting like an uncollected debt
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That must be paid at the fadin' of the stars
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By a heart that is already wearing one too many scars
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Oh, heart, are you still beating?
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Is there enough of you left to break?
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How could he take you and tear you apart?
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I never knew somebody would do it
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Never knew somebody could do it
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Never dreamed anybody could do this to my heart
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Heart, are you still beating?
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Is there enough of you left to break?
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How could he take you and tear you apart?
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I never knew somebody would do it
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I never knew somebody could do it
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Never dreamed anybody would do this to my
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Heart, are you still beating?
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Is there enough of you left to break?
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Heart, are you still beating?
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Is there enough of you left to break?
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Oh, heart, are you still beating ... [fade out]
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Heart
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| Laura Branigan |
