| The lips of time, they kiss again
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| When I walk alone, into the night
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| They know my voice, they know my name
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| My need for love, my fear of heights
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| So I keep my wit, my running game
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| My shoulders straight and chin up high
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| But it’s all a lie
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| It’s all a lie
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| And I forget how the time, it flies
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| When my fingers crossed, I hope in vain
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| That you’ll be home with sleepy eyes
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| To fix it all, cause you know my pain
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| And I forget how the time, it flies
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| When the day is long, and it keeps me dry
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| Cause it’s all a lie
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| There’s no perfect way to clear the mess
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| We both a past, in a silver frame
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| See, my heart, it died, a slow weary death
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| In the tainted arms of another man
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| But you and I we’re no different
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| Than the rest of the world
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| When the morning rings
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| Everyone wants a piece of the love of god
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| And everyone sings… everyone sings
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| I know you can tell that I can’t help myself
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| But I can’t help myself
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| Cause it’s all a lie
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| It’s all a lie
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| The lips of time, they kiss again
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| When I walk alone, into the night
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| They know my voice, they know my name
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| My need for love, my fear of heights
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| But see, I’m not different than the rest of the world
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| When the morning rings
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| I just want a piece of the love of god |