I lost myself on a cool damp night
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I Gave myself in that misty light
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Was hypnotized by a strange delight
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Under a lilac tree
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I made wine from the lilac tree
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Put my heart in its recipe
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It makes me see what I want to see
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and be what I want to be
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When I think more than I want to think
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I do things I never should do
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I drink much more than I ought to drink
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Because it brings me back you...
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Lilac wine is sweet and heady, like my love
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Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, like my love
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Listen to me... I cannot see clearly
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Isn¡Çt that she coming to me nearly here?
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Lilac wine is sweet and heady, where¡Çs my love?
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Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, where¡Çs my love?
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Listen to me, why is everything so hazy?
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Isn¡Çt that she, or am I just going crazy, dear?
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Lilac Wine, I feel unready for my love,
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feel unready for my love.
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Lilac Wine (ÀüÁöÇö 17Â÷ CF »ç¸· Æí)
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Jeff Buckley |