The colder the night gets
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The further she strays
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And he doesn't like it
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Being this way
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And she stried so hard to steer away form
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The meeting place,
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But her heart had led her there
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She clings to his consciousness
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Wherever he lays
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He struggles to sleep at night
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And during the day
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He's worried she's waiting in his dreams
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To drag him back to the meeting place
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His love had left him there
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Where her voice still echoes,
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"I'm sorry I met you darling,
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I'm sorry I met you"
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As she turned into the night,
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All he had was the words,
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"I'm sorry I met you darling,
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I'm sorry I left you"
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For weeks they had strolled around
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Playing the fools
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They knew the time would come
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And time would be cruel
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Because it's cruel to everyone
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He's crying out from the meeting place
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He's stranded himself there
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Where her voice still echoes,
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"I'm sorry I met you darling,
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I'm sorry I met you"
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As she turned into the night,
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All he had was the words,
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"I'm sorry I met you darling,
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I'm sorry I left you"
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"I'm sorry I met you darling,
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I'm sorry I left you"
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Meeting Place
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| The Last Shadow Puppets |
