You've left your ghost
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Until tomorrow
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And then he must be sent
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To a strange address
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In the Mediterranean
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I've met your ghost
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He has proposed
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I've met your ghost, yes
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He's proposed
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He needs some time alone
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Then he'll stay with me
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Then he'll visit your seven seas
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Please leave me your ghost
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I will keep him from harm
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Although I've learned that
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You were wounded
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My forest of glass
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Caused enough damage
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As your tear satin crashing
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My embers and my blues
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Could have another use
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Your ghost has shown me
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Our primroses could survive the frost
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If a gentle rivulet of flame is sustained tenderly
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He'll play a Beatles tune
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Me, more a Bach fugue
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Is this such a great divide
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Between your world and mine
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They both can purify
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And heal what was cut and bruised
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Please leave me your ghost
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I will keep him from harm
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I understand that you've been wounded
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My embers and my blues
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Could have another use
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Please leave me your ghost
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Just leave me
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Your ghost
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I will keep him warm
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I will keep him warm
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Your Ghost
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| Tori Amos |
