Behind our door, there's no war
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No burning towers, just hours of peace
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Between us at least, no pretense, no violence
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Makes no sense
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It isn't my heart that's grown cold
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The same mistakes are getting old
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I'm lost for words, I don't know what to do
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But when I'm lying here with you
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And the whole worlds out of tune
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You're the one and only voice that makes things right
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So stay with me tonight
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Behind our door, there's no hunger
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No one trying to sell me heaven
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Just loving arms, it's just tonight
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I don't want to hear about our trying times
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Don't wanna know 'bout lost children
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About someone held for ransom
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It isn't my heart that's grown cold
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The same mistakes are getting old
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I'm lost for words, I don't know what to do
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But when I'm lying here with you
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And the whole worlds out of tune
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You're the one and only voice that makes things right
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So stay with me tonight
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I hope we can rise above
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And despair will end
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Out of Tune
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| Sarah McLachlan |
