(Verse)
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We were smoke on a ruthless night
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Over naked field
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On the corners alone we pattern the cold
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In the quiet light
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Come as will, and shake this mess
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Somebody's kind, somebody's mess
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We were ? on the Spanish tiles
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We were vines
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I wanna know, I wanna hold her
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To me and mine
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The minutes of freedom fall out of sill
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I'm far behind
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This how I feel
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(Chorus x3)
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And you found the way to see me
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I held your hair in my teeth
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I wanna work my lovin' arms
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(And you found a way to see me)
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(With somebody else)
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(In case I fell)
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(Instrumental break)
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(Verse)
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Listen to me and I'll make it sure that I read it right
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Quilling doubts with whatever words come into your mind
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Half grown, let our bodies rest, till the hours come
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Meet back home
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(Chorus x8)
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And you found the way to see me
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I held your hair in my teeth
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I wanna work my lovin' arms
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In My Teeth
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| The Rosebuds |
