| She is in the water I drink Wading towards me In somber overture She is in the shoes I wear As I leave for a night on the town She is the little flower Growing in the alley next to my work And she is the music that I hear Sounding from the bar to the streets And even though I know these things would have Been so much easier without you I know I would lose myself all over again Even if it was to have you just one more night She is always haunting me And there is nothing I can do now |
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