| I’m looking at you through the glass on the wall
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| Waiting on faith and a telephone call
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| And you love me, you leave me, you love me, you leave me, you do
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| But I’ll stay up night, my love, being bluer than blue
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| And your hair reminds me of sugar and cane
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| Your eyes shine brighter than sunniest days
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| I love you, darling, but do you love me the same?
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| All I’m asking, all I’m asking you for is your love
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| All I’m asking, all I’m asking you for is your love
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| I’m looking right through you, you’re glass on my wall
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| I’d say, «pick me up», but I ain’t even tired to fall
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| Cause the colder don’t come, and when it’s quiet, I run
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| And it burns like the sun on my skin
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| And I’m dying inside, just waiting to see you again
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| And your hair reminds me of sugar and cane
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| Your eyes shine brighter than sunniest days
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| I love you, darling, but do you love me the same?
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| All I’m asking, all I’m asking you for is your love
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| All I’m asking, all I’m asking you for is your love
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| I ain’t never been much of a man of God
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| I ain’t perfect, ain’t honest, that’s true
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| Been running away for so many days
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| And it leads me right back to you
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| I love you, darling, but do you love me the same?
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| All I’m asking, all I’m asking you for is your love
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| All I’m asking, all I’m asking you for is your love |