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I know her, and every notion I get from her I wear inside me.
I know her, all of the broken leaves of love she leaves behind.
Oh - don't you hide away from the rain.
Oh - can you tell me the name of this game?
I got to get thru to you.
Behind the door, another wall, a lonely cry a call of the wild.
A dancing daze, an empty face, a crystal high a call of the wild.
And there is something that sweeps the dark, a lover's dart,
the call of a broken heart.
Wrapped in the night, behind these eyes, oh hear the cry,
a call of the wild.
I know her and in my mind I dream of her, how she aches without me.
I know her and every heart is a lonely hunter when she walks by.
Oh - can you read the hurt in my eyes?
Oh - don't you leave without saying goodbye.
I got to get thru to you.
Behind the door, another wall...
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