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The light came through the window, Straight from the sun above, And so inside my little room There plunged the rays of Love. In streams of light I clearly saw
Now in Vienna there’s ten pretty… There’s a shoulder where Death co… There’s a lobby with nine hundred… There’s a tree where the doves go… There’s a piece that was torn from…
It’s true that all the men you kne… who said they were through with de… Every time you gave them shelter I know that kind of man It’s hard to hold the hand of anyo…
Everybody knows that the dice are… Everybody rolls with their fingers… Everybody knows that the war is ov… Everybody knows the good guys lost Everybody knows the fight was fixe…
Dance me to your beauty with a bur… Dance me through the panic 'til I… Lift me like an olive branch and b… Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the end of love
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it’s lonely here, there’s no one left to torture Give me absolute control
If you want a lover I’ll do anything you ask me to And if you want another kind of lo… I’ll wear a mask for you If you want a partner
Come over to the window, my little… I’d like to try to read your palm. I used to think I was some kind o… before I let you take me home. Now so long, Marianne, it’s time…
And who by fire, who by water, who in the sunshine, who in the ni… who by high ordeal, who by common… who in your merry merry month of m… who by very slow decay,
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river you can hear the boats go by you can spend the night beside her And you know she’s half crazy
I went down to the place Where I knew she lay waiting Under the marble and the snow I said, Mother I’m frightened The thunder and the lightning
Now I've heard there was a secret… That David played, and it pleased… But you don't really care for musi… It goes like this The fourth, the fifth
They sentenced me to twenty years… For trying to change the system fr… I’m coming now, I’m coming to rew… First we take Manhattan, then we… I’m guided by a signal in the heav…
The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don’t dwell on what
1. You came to me this morning And you handled me like meat. You´d have to live alone to know How good that feels, how sweet. My mirror twin, my next of kin,