Night-time is so lonely
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When you hear a sound
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But it's only an empty heart
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Beating on through the night
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A sad sad drum
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And I'm lying here listening
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And the raindrops are all glistening
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In my dreams
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And it seems
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That the sun never comes
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And I want my sad reflection
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To go drifting through the skies
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To be in your eyes
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And I'm waking to this aching
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And it's breaking me in two
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All the space
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All the waste
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All the distance between me and you
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And the people with their voices
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Random choices will they ever learn
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To really see
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Really be on fire when their spirit burns
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I want the person inside me
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To be someone I'd recognize
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If he was in your eyes
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So I'm waiting, contemplating
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Relocating a faded image in my thoughts
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But the memories are like clouds
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Try so hard
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But they never can be caught
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But I'm trying, yes I'm trying
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But I'm only lying in the dark
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So alone
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On my own
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No one home
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And if love was worth a fortune
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Then I'd need a rise
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To be in your eyes
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I want these words to be the things
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I hoped you'd realized
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To be in your eyes
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To Be In Your Eyes
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The Church |