When you were standing in the
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rain I gave you shelter
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When I was knocking on you door
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you gave me none
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Well I don't make that kind of deal
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with anybody
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And I won't be that kind of fool
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for anyone
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How do you feel when the tables
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have been turned?
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What will you do now that the bridges
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have been burned?
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Cause it's
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Too late now the magic's lost
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Too late now the spell is broken
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Too late now to count the cost
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Of words that should remain
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unspoken
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When I need you by my side you
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stand above me
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And when I look into your eyes
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you turn away
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Well if that's the best there is
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then I won't buy it
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Well if that's the only game then I
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won'y play
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How many danger signs did you
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ignore?
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How many times have you heard it
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all before?
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Cause it's
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Too late now the magic's lost
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Too late now the spell is broken
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Too late now to count the cost
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Of words that should remain
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unspoken
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Too Late
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| The Alan Parsons Project |
