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| When the leaves of autumn dance upon the crisp October wind Memories of past loves dance within the glow of the fireplace |
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I stand at the window and watch the heavy rain flood the streets below autumn is here - winter soon to come I think back to a night three months ago another stormy night in a different city when I was holding you close if only for a few hours I think back to last night when with one call I cut myself off from you Is that really what I want or was I just pushing for a reaction some reason to hang on But I'm too tired to hang on - I want to fall I want to have someone fall for me I want to feel wanted I place my fingers on the pain I place my fingers on the windowpane trace the tracks of raindrops they look like tears running down my reflection It is time to draw the blinds. |
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Adios mi amado I've had my one last time Last night you helped me close the door You helped me put you behind Adios cara mia I'd needed to see you that one last time And as the darkened hours fled at dawn I said a silent and final goodbye. ------------------------------------------ Resolve is strong in the light of day when life's small details keep thought at bay Resolve stays strong till the sun has set then resolve dissolves into night's regret ------------------------------------------- Why do you make these promises which you have no intentions to keep I've never asked you to make these proclamations I've never wanted us to get that deep But you say these things spontaneously and I start to buy into the dream Then disappointment follows close Because reality is far different from what the fantasy seemed. |
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We have out times together with long absences in between and there are long stretches when I can forget to think of you. Then just when I think it may be over and it's time for me to move on your voice breaks the solitude of my night and I start to think of our next time I start again to hope that we still have a next time. February 2001 |
| Within the locked room of my secret heart I'll keep what I feel for you out of the reach of hurt For though I still need the comfort of your urgent mouth I fear your love will last no longer than the kiss. |
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