(Rick Palombi/Mathew Garey)
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The days grow old like winters that creep slowly past
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And the love grows cold like icicles against the glass
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Now everything around me has changed
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The magic of your touch remains
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And I stand here feeling naked
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Like a statue in the rain
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A statue in the rain
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Statue in the rain
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Calling out your name
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A photograph, a window to another time
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As I watch the past, I feel your body dance to mine
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Now everything about you has changed
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The phantom only feeds the flame
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So I stand here feeling naked
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Just like a statue in the rain
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A statue in the rain
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Statue in the rain
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Calling out your name
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Now I'm cold from my head to my toes
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And I'm wet, I can never forget
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How your love made me feel so alive
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Thinking of you, my whole world is gray
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As I wander through the magic of facing
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One more day you're so far away
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Now everything around me has changed
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The magic of your touch still remains
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And I stand here feeling naked
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Like a statue in the rain
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Just like a statue in the rain
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A statue in the rain
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Calling out your name
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Now I'm cold from my head to my toes
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And I'm wet, I can never forget
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How your love made me feel so alive
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Like a statue in the rain
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A statue in the rain
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Statue in the rain
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Calling out your name
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Statue In The Rain
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| Laura Branigan |
