If I¡¯d been a prophet I would tell you how the future was
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If I¡¯d been a phoenix, raise us up through embers and flames
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But together we wander
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Through our blame but he didn¡¯t know
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All we wanted for our love
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Was a chance to let it grow
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I prayed so hard the rain would pour
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To calm down the flames but now they¡¯ve grown
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No loving is left
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Stand in the wrong side
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Of the sun
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If I¡¯d been a loaner I would save myself, stay unaware
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If I¡¯d been a dreamer I would float away in a dream
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But the seasons, they were sleeping
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And the fates were on our side
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And only summer eternal
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Never harvest or survive
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I prayed so hard the rain would pour
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To calm down the flames but now they¡¯re gone
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No loving is left
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Stand in the wrong side
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Of the sun
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We never thought to keep pushing it
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We thought the sun would be forever long
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She took him til the colors faded
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And it was too late then to run and hide
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I prayed so hard the rain would pour
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To calm down the flames but now they¡¯ve grown
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Our love¡¯s over now
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Oh how did it go so very wrong?
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We watched as the heat slit through our skin
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Our hearts to expose the end to them
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No loving is left
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Stand in the wrong side
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Of the sun
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No one here to say what¡¯s done is done
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Standing on the wrong side of the sun
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Wrong Side Of The Sun
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| Sophie Ellis Bextor |
