Who is in that house?
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I opened the door to see
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Who is up the stairs?
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I¡¯m walking up foolishly
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And at the end of the hall was a door
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And I got pulled in by a sound
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But I wish I¡¯d never found
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In the privacy of your own room
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Where flowers in the wallpaper bloom
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Where I just don¡¯t understand
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In the privacy of your room
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Look away now, look away now
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At the moon
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Is somebody watching me?
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You really shouldn¡¯t see
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Why did you climb that last stair
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You found me unaware
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What I¡¯m doing now it¡¯s my own
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And I don¡¯t want it to be known
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And it has to just remin
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In the privacy of my own room
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Where flowers in the wallpaper bloom
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Where you just don¡¯t understand
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In the privacy of my room
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Look away now, look away now
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At the moon
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Puzzle me now with mystery clothers
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These apples I love, these apples I loath
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And always forgive the future to come
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For stealing the light from the sun
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The House
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Katie Melua |