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Three o'clock on a late Sunday morning The candles have burned to their end Found the pcitures we've taken And now I'm awaken and Sleep's my invisible friend So I'm staring the hands off my wall clock Seems both of us just hang around Got no one to warm me And nothing to hold My body needs what it don't have Chorus: Without him I really don't mind A little bit lonely He'll make up in time As long as he loves me He'll answer his crime The door stays wide open I know that he's mine .. The tracks in my tears keep on freezin' I'm melting the cold in the halls I Feel like I'm drownin' There's no one around And now I'm just climbing the walls Perhaps if I played the seductress A passionate woman of guile He'd be here in a minute The heat won't diminish He'd wear nothing more that a smile Without him I really don't mind A little bit lonely He'll make up in time As long as he loves me He'll answer his crime The door stays wide open I know that he's mine Charlie keep singin' that chanson Your words always make so much sense And though they're in French I know that I'm reaching the end So, rumours, keep flying around me It's you I refuse to believe He's right round the corner He knows that I'm home now And nobody calls me naive
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