| And it crept up on us |
| In the way that it does |
| And the moment disappeared |
| In the desert of us |
| All our tears turned to dust |
| Now the roses don't grow here |
| I guess that love does what it wants |
| And that's just too bad for us |
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| Was it all just slight of hand |
| Another trick that fate has played on us again |
| Two heads in the sand |
| I hear you talking but I just can't understand |
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| Caught in no man's land |
| Between the wires |
| Coming under friendly fire |
| Can't go forward |
| Can't go back again |
|
| And it crept up on us |
| In the way that it does |
| And the moment disappeared |
| In the desert of us |
| All our tears turned to dust |
| Now the roses don't grow here |
| I guess that love does what it wants |
| And that's just too bad for us |
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| Flying high with both eyes closed |
| Almost touched the sun I guess we got too close |
| Now I'm dancing on my own |
| But the music's not as good when you're alone |
|
| Caught in no man's land |
| Between the wires |
| Coming under friendly fire |
| Can't go forward |
| Can't go back again |
|
| And it crept up on us |
| In the way that it does |
| And the moment disappeared |
| In the desert of us |
| All our tears turned to dust |
| Now the roses don't grow here |
| I guess that love does what it wants |
| And that's just too bad for us |
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| We wanna talk but we don't wanna listen |
| We play pretend but we both know it's missing |
| If love burns too bright it burns out in a minute |
| At least that's what I tell myself |
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| We wanna talk but we don't wanna listen |
| We play pretend but we both know it's missing |
| If love burns too bright it burns out in a minute |
| At least that's what I tell myself |
|
| And it crept up on us |
| In the way that it does |
| And the moment disappeared |
| In the desert of us |
| All our tears turned to dust |
| Now the roses don't grow here |
| I guess that love does what it wants |
| And that's just too bad for us |
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