When at night
fears come to do the dance macabre in cold uneasy dreams
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Death is a mockery of life
They who have lived it through, are dead
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So much alone can one only be
in the mind for there is no one else
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Your hand is a curious stranger on my skin
This teasing finger
is making a perfect circle on my back
You write your name under my neck
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Love scent surrounds us like a cover
Sweet and bitter do you taste
Make no fun now, make no haste
just again please be my lover
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All that we see in dreams is gone
the moment we awake
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So eagerly I want memory to reproduce
the time when love was me and you,
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The way you were then, the way you are
I see you both times now
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Not to see the sadness in your eyes,
I’m trapped between forgiveness and your spite
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The tired houses leaning side by side
The rusty bicycle you always ride
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