| You kissed my fingers and made me love you
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| You kissed my fingers and made me love you
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| Last night when we went to hell
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| When the blood-starred curtain fell
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| Men were turning on their machines
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| Making everything mean
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| Fires burned, cold values clashed
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| Good and evil were all dry grass
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| No child-ghost, no singing bird
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| No last laugh, no last word
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| Last night I dreamed, last night I dreamed
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| Darkly nurtured dreams
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| None of them were quite as frightening, oh
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| Canada emptied, there was me
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| Featureless and freezing
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| Last night I dreamed you didn’t love me
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| You kissed my fingers and made me love you
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| You kissed my fingers and made me love you
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| Last night you left me derelict
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| And disappeared for ages
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| You said, «Honey, save those
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| Tears of yours for the show»
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| Last night I dreamed, last night I dreamed
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| Darkly nurtured dreams
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| None of them were half as frightening, oh
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| Canada emptied, there was me
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| Beside you featureless and freezing
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| Last night I dreamed you didn’t love me
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| You didn’t love me
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| What’s happening to you?
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| Why don’t you love me like you used to?
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| When you kissed my fingers and you made me love you
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| When you kissed my fingers and you made me love you
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| Last night I dreamed, last night I dreamed
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| Darkly nurtured dreams
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| None of them, none as frightening, oh
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| Awake, empty and out of sleep
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| You were beside me gently breathing
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| Last night I dreamed you didn’t love me
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| You didn’t love me
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| You didn’t love me
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| Why don’t you love me like you used to?
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| When you kissed my fingers and you made me love you
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| When you kissed my fingers and you made me love you |