Out where the bright lights are glowing
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You're drawn like a moth to a flame
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You laugh while the wine's over-flowing
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While I sit and whisper your name
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Four walls to hear me
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Four walls to see
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Four walls too hear me
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Closing in on me
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Sometimes I ask why I'm waiting
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But my walls have nothing to say
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I'm made for love, not for singing
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So here's where you've left me, I'll stay
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One night with you is like heaven
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And so, while I'm walking the floor
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I listen for steps in the hallway
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And wait for your knock on my door
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Four walls to hear me
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Four walls to see
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Four walls too hear me
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Closing in on me...
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Four Walls
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| The Browns |
