I'm circling around the sun
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Hoping for a chance to see
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You above everyone
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To rescue me from this heat
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I'm waiting for night to fall
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And it's been days
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Are you sorry yet
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You took our one and final breath
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When the flag was halfway down
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Just look at me now...
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Oooooh- It's like a breeze blowing deep beneath my skin
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Oooooh- Won't you help me out of the state I'm in
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Oooooh- I can't stand myself since you've been gone
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There's nothing there to lean upon
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Walk into a photograph
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That waiter took so well
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Oooh if I could only laugh
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Like that girl at some hotel
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I call out to anyone
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But not too loud
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I'm not ready yet
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To share the phone or TV set
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It's a long long way to come
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Out of this one...
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Oooooh - It's like a breeze blowing deep beneath my skin
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Oooooh - Won't you help me out of the state I'm in
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Oooooh - I can't stand myself since you've been gone
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There's nothing there to lean upon
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And now it seems so fatal
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The last stone we left uncradled
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And I ask you are you sorry yet
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Are you sorry yet
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Cuz I may never come
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Out of this one...
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Oooooh - It's like a breeze blowing deep beneath my skin
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Oooooh - Won't you help me out of the state I'm in
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Oooooh - I can't stand myself since you've been gone
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There's nothing there to lean upon
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Oooooh - It's blowing deep, blowing deep
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Oooooh - help me out, help me out of that state I'm in
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Oooooh - It's blowing deep beneath my skin
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This is the state I'm in
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This is the state I'm in
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The State I'm In
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| Sinead O'Connor |
