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I left a woman waiting
I met her sometime later She said, I see your eyes are dead What happened to you, lover? What happened to you, my lover? What happened to you, lover? What happened to you? And since she spoke the truth to me I tried to answer truthfully Whatever happened to my eyes Happened to your beauty Happened to your beauty What happened to your beauty Happened to me We took ourselves to someone's bed And there we fell together Quick as dogs and truly dead were we And free as running water Free as running water Free as running water Free as you and me The way it's got to be The way it's got to be, lover
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