| Lonely women are the desperate kind
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| And I am hanging at the end of a line
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| Losing hope when the call doesn’t come
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| It’s a feeling I’ll choose over feeling num
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| Oh…
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| Then you stumble in
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| And I am tumbling back to where it begins
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| Cause you can spread my wings
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| And send a thousand dreams
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| To flood a million streams with emotion
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| And you can fill my nights
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| And blow out all my lights
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| Till I see nothing right by emotion
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| My emotion
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| I’m running out of ways of makin you care
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| As hard as I try you know it just isn’t there
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| For all I give I’m only getting old
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| And when I think I’m finally back in control
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| Oh…
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| Then you stumble in
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| And I am tumbling back to where it begins
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| Cause you can spread my wings
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| And send a thousand dreams
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| To flood a million streams with emotion
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| And you can fill my nights
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| And blow out all my lights
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| Till I see nothing right by emotion
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| My emotion
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| The room is filled with only emptiness
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| And I’m sitting here with even less
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| Nothing doing when there is nothing to do
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| And when I’ve decided we are finally through
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| Oh…
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| Then you stumble in
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| And I am tumbling back to where it begins
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| Cause you can spread my wings
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| And send a thousand dreams
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| To flood a million streams with emotion
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| And you can fill my nights
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| And blow out all my lights
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| Till I see nothing right by emotion
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| Oh…
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| Then you stumble in
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| And I am tumbling back to where it begins
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| Cause you can spread my wings
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| And send a thousand dreams
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| To flood a million streams with emotion
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| And you can fill my nights
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| And blow out all my lights
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| Till I see nothing right by emotion |