When she walks in the room Then you know Why your date says it´s late Time to go And you know you can´t leave You must stay 'til her laughter has drifted away So you talk to the walls Always know ´cause they´ve seen it all And heart it all before And your fair weather friends Fail to speak They´re so afraid still waters run deep And they´re don´t understand Or perceive That you can´t see the woods for the trees Christmas trees you were sure Weren´t the sort To build up your hopes Then sell you short Yeah to build you up And sell you short.... All your life you were taught to believe Then a moment of truth - you´re deceived All the wine in your life´s all dried up - is now the time to give up? Like the soft paper cup that you squeeze So you take this and that and then some more And you make your way through the door You make up your way through the door....
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