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I stand alone
on the street Where I have walked you home alone
I see your house, I hear your main gates moan
I watch two silhouettes turn into one
And then you're gone
Your name upon the door, the heartbreak's home
I make a call, you disconnect the phone
I watch two silhouettes turn into one
Reaching high, reaching high
My love was once a flame
Now I'm putting out the fire, with a pocket full of rain
Yea yea
I don't know why
you kept me hanging on all this time
I hear the drums on Radio Goodbye,
I watch the shadow dancing in the night, tonight
I see the car,
your hunter rides a silver Jaguar
And how I'd like a star before the sun.
I watch two silhouettes turn into one
Reaching high...
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