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You don't get mad at a basketball
when it bounces from the ground
And every morning, all over the world,
no one's surprised that the sun keeps coming around
I know you know about chemistry,
so there's no way you're gonna disagree with me
You've started a reaction that's hard to ignore,
oh, please, don't let me fall to the floor
Don't use my words against me
Don't use my words against me
or I'll be lonely as I've ever been,
always dreading the why and avoiding the when
So if you want to meet me at a small café,
my dear, I'll always be on time
I swear up, down, and sideways on a stack of Bibles,
I'll let you know if I'm running just a bit behind
Believe me, if you leave me, I'll go back to the ways
that got me through all those gloomy days
Lonely as I ever was, doing the things that I say that I'll do, just because
Don't use my words against me
Don't use my words against me
Don't use my words against me
Don't use my words against me
Believe me, if you leave me, we'll go back the ways
that got us through all those gloomy days
but we'll be lonely as we ever were,
that's the only fact that I can attest to for sure
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Cold Rain, Malmö
04:36
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Meanwhile
02:38
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Since you left my side,
every day is grey without you
I try to smile, but my
world might as well stop without you
My friends speak soft and slow:
“I've never seen her look quite this low, and I'm worried so”
On sunny streets, in Technicolor,
She turns away from the call of her lover
Her head hangs low, and everybody knows
She walks in sadness
Sedan du försvann
är alla färger bleka
Jag minns hur vi brann
men himlen är grå när himlen tvekar
They walk together to the beat of the same song,
Oh, but meanwhile
On sunny streets, in Technicolor,
She turns away from the call of her lover
Her head hangs low, and everybody knows
She walks in sadness
On muted streets, under cloudy skies,
He stops to pause for a minute, but he's not crying – no -
it was just a sigh
He walks in sadness
I walk in sadness
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A Lack of You
04:36
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Well, a fish doesn't know much about the sea
And the trees probably don't know much about the breeze
What's a party without a host?
Sometimes it's the absence we notice most
There's not a lack of love in my life, oh no
There's just a lack of you, a lack of you
The other day, I saw your red shoes,
but they weren't attached to you
I'm running out of ways to prove, what I feel for you
or rather, the lack of you
They say absence only makes the heart grow fonder
As for me, I think it's just making me stronger
You're much too far away, you know, my heart breaks every day
so with the help of my friends
I grab all the pieces and throw them together again
And recall the days before the heartache was here to stay
There's not a lack of love in my life, oh no
There's just a lack of you, a lack of you
The other day, I saw your red shoes,
but they weren't attached to you
I'm running out of ways to prove, what I feel for you
or rather, the lack of you
I cry silently and hope that you will hear me
I'm not sleeping, and I won't until you're near me
But last night I had a dream, it cut me and ripped me to the seams, oh
I cried out for you, but all I could catch
was your eye across the room
So I wait for the day until you are by my side to stay
There's not a lack of love in my life, oh no
There's just a lack of you, a lack of you
The other day, I saw your red shoes,
but they weren't attached to you
I'm running out of ways to prove, what I feel for you
or rather, the lack of you, the lack of you
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To make a long story short, you bought me a mirror, strung upon a necklace, which never arrived
it's an oblique reference to a conversation that we had when I was drunk, or possibly high
It signifies the value I should place upon myself
I'm no longer an ugly duckling left neglected on the shelf
You asked if it was excessive, and I'll say it again as such,
I can assure you, darling, nothing you could do would ever be too much
But I don't need a mirror
I'd like a looking glass
I want to reach right through
and hold your hand at last
I don't need a mirror strung upon a necklace, no matter how nice it may be
But I'll wear it with pride every day until it breaks
if you say you bought it because it reminded you of me
Well, the necklace never came, I blame the chilly Swedish post
the weeks and months have found you fading from my life just like a ghost
I wonder how you're doing, and I wonder how you've been
I wonder if it's a stretch to still consider you a friend,
and if my feelings are corrupted, well, I wish you'd tell me so
I prefer honesty to pride, I hope you'd know me well enough to know
And it feels like a funhouse every time we speak
I spin in candy tunnels, and your voice, it makes me weak
But scarier than tunnels are the thoughts I think instead:
is this all just an illusion? Is this all just in my head?
And I don't need a mirror strung upon a necklace, no matter how nice it may be
I'd just love to have your hand in mine for all the Transatlantic folks to see
I don't need a mirror;
I'd like a looking glass
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Your Nights, My Days
04:59
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Your nights, my days
and my feelings fall like rain
There's no one left to explain
By day or night,
I've heard you're not sleeping well
And you've got no one else to tell
Every time that we speak, it's like saying goodbye, goodbye
and it hurts every time
by day, or night
I watch my clocks
I've got four or five set up,
and late at night, I wait up
I count to ten
on both hands and back again
And think of how deep I'm in
And I don't want to say it because I'm afraid, I'm afraid
That I'll lose the brightest spot in all my,
all my nights and all of my days
I watch the sun rise, you watch it set
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Blvd. Beaumarchais
02:07
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And, when the snow falls, and the cold wind blows
I want you by my side
And now the streets are paved with cold
I need a loving hand to hold
Don't pack up and walk away
Come around with me to stay
In the winter snow and through the longest night
And, when the snow falls, and the cold wind blows
I want you by my side
When we're feeling sad and low,
say you'll have a place for us to go
When our heads are spinning round,
and our hearts are blue and broken down
Everywhere we walk to, everywhere we go
And, when the snow falls, and the cold wind blows
I want you by my side
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Before I Go
03:49
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Every step that I take with you
is a journey into the unknown
And each time that I look at you,
my heart ceases to beat on its own
Before I go
I need you to hold me
There's no way I can make it alone
And each time I go,
it's your face that I see
Every day, every night, in all my dreams
And if I go,
who knows where I'll be?
All the days ahead remain a mystery
Before I go,
please won't you hold me?
Don't let me go
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Stop My Heart
05:04
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Stop my heart...
When I saw you again,
I couldn't remember the where or the when
You stop my heart
You stop my heart
When I see you, more so when I hear you
You stop my heart, stop my heart
from aching, from breaking
I know that you can see
Just what you do to me
So come back, come back, come back
for me, for you, for you, for me
My love, you are the one that I dream of
Night or day, across the world in other ways
You stop my heart, stop my heart
From aching, from breaking
Last time we said goodbye,
you didn't look me in the eye
just like we never met, like we never cried tears for each other,
like we're strangers to one another, well
You won this round, you knocked me out and now I'm down
but like most hearts do, it'll beat again, again, for you
So keep my words in mind
If you can find the time
My heart will always have a place for you if you want it
My heart will always have an emergency brake for you to stop it
My heart will always have a parachute if you drop it
My heart's been missing since the day I saw your face, have you seen it?
My heart will always have a place for you if you want it...
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Normandie Wilson San Diego, California
dance this mess around
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