| It’s the first one on the right
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| Looks different now than it does at night
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| Palms to glass, like a town
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| The taxicab back to your hotel
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| And it was more
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| Than every now and then
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| Like some endless love affair
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| But you just wanted it again
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| I left you there, so i’ll spare the social grace
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| I wasn’t strong enough for both of us
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| In this god forsaken place
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| And i wish you well
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| And you’d better hold on
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| Couldn’t break the gaze of wild eyes
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| You got it all wrong, couldn’t force my will to make you try
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| And i can feel your racing chest, just pressing down on mine
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| You couldn’t feel what i had found
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| You always lacked the rope to wrap around
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| You couldn’t be the one, you couldn’t be the one
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| You couldn’t call or come to me
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| I sang it out, you sang it back to me
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| Sang it back to me, sang it back to me
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| You sang it back to me
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| Cicadas' song, wasn’t really a song at all
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| Just vibrations of its loneliness
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| Like some desperation call
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| So leave me here, like some unwelcome guest
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| But you abandoned both of us, in this promise of the west
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| Promise me the best, but i wish you well
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| And you’d better hold on
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| Couldn’t break the gaze of wild eyes
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| You got it all wrong, couldn’t force my will to make you try
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| And i can feel your racing chest, just beating out of time
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| I guess we’ll both survive
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| Some demons you can’t exercise
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| I wrote it down to wish you well
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| On the taxicab back to your hotel |