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The light plays on your face
The radio plays the same old song
I ask the question to which there's no answer
You're the man who's already gone
You want most to make a choice
But your tongue can't find its voice
Don't cry, it's a lover's lullaby
You're dangeorus, the eyes of a child
You disappear if I stare too long
Passions distract you from the holes that subtract you
You're the man who's already gone
Holding you is like holding the wind
You ravage my soul and then you're gone again
Don't cry, it's a lover's lullaby
Rest your head on my breast
Forget where you've been
It's a woman's talent to take a man in
Inside myself the universe is spinning
Pour yourself into me
You shall be you again
Don't you, oh, don't you cry
It's a lover's lullaby
Don't you cry
It's a lover's lullaby
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