| Is it any wonder how the world spins its lonely days for me, like a record with |
| its bruises skips a beat of history. In between the grooves is where I lie, wond |
| ering where this lover hides. |
| To the girl with the marble eyes, can it be that you’ve taken me by surprise? Th |
| e wind and rain have carried your fame to my front door in spite of my heart’s r |
| efrain. Capulet and Montegue, never even heard of me and you. I’ll keep this sec |
| ret of how I adore, this passion girl that I was looking for. |
| Somehow here we are standing in the rain again. If we could only run away, take |
| this train to better days. |
| To the girl with the marble eyes, can it be that you’ve taken me by surprise? Th |
| e wind and rain have carried your fame to my front door in spite of my heart’s r |
| efrain. Capulet and Montegue, never even heard of me and you. I’ll keep this sec |
| ret of how I adore, this passion girl that I was looking for. |
| Can I feel that it’s all around, in your eyes there lies this perfect sound. |
| Uhhmmm. .. . I digress. |
| To the girl with the marble eyes, can it be that you’ve taken me by surprise? Th |
| e wind and rain have carried your fame to my front door in spite of my heart’s r |
| efrain. Capulet and Montegue, never even heard of me and you. I’ll keep this sec |
| ret of how I adore, this passion girl that I was looking for. |
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