What, what would I do
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If I can't have you
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If I can't have you
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What, what
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If I can't have you
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Here, here I am
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On this black river
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Dotted in time
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And the mangroves
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They grow
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Like our love
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Stronger than the time spent
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Down in the valley below
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Take, take my hand
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And push to the side
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And come inside
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And your hair it grows
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Around your ears
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Like a mysterious pose
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That's music
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To my fears, that will follow the years
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Down to the valley below
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Why did you come in the night
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You hardly like me
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You like people strong and free
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That's not like me
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I am caged in chains
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Of my own sad nature
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How do you changes so fast
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Like my face in the looking glass
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I hardly recognize it
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Niger River
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| Martha Wainwright |
