the watery light that mirrors in your desirable eyes
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the way you move your lips
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while talking to somebody else
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i move a little closer just to hear what you say
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you speak of loneliness but here's a soul adoring you
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it's a wounded heart
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it breaks in two
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and in it's pain
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it sings for you
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it's a wounded heart
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that feels afraid
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moves closer still
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fulfills its fate
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your freedom's poverty that you do not recognize
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the way you stalk the night
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while talking to somebody else
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i move a little closer just to know who you are
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a slightly glowing ember i'm the breeze igniting you
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your smile incredibly sweet
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that's what i cannot bear
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i seek the friendly water
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anything to sooth my desire
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you're moving out of my night
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and there will be no dawn
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all that could have been
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remains with me internally lost
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Closer Still
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| Wolfsheim |
