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She (We gave her most of our lives)
is leaving (Sacrificed most of our lives)
home (We gave her everything money could buy)
She's leaving home after living alone
For so many years. Bye, bye
If I gave you everything that I owned
And asked for nothing in return
Would you do the same for me as I would for you
Or take me for a ride
And strip me of everything, including my pride
But spirit is something that no one destroys
And the sound that I'm hearing is only the sound
Of the low spark of high-heeled boys
Heeled boys
I'm looking through you, where did you go
I thought I knew you, what did I know
You don't look different, but you have changed
I'm looking through you, you're not the same
Your lips are moving, I cannot hear
Your voice is soothing, but the words aren't clear
You don't sound different, I've learned the game.
I'm looking through you, you're not the same
That picture from our honeymoon,
That night in Frisco Bay,
Just give it away.
She said, Give it away.
An' that big four-poster king-size bed,
Where so much love was made:
Just give it away.
She said, Just give it away.
There ain't nothin' in this house worth fightin' over.
Oh, an' we're both tired of fightin' anyway,
So just give it away.
If only I had thought of the right words
I could have hold on to your heart
If only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
All my pictures of you
I came across ...
a cache of old photos and ..
invitations... to teenage parties...
"Dress in white"... one said...
with quotations from...
someone's wife, a famous writer...
....When you're young...
you find inspiration in...
anyone... who's ever gone...
And opened up a closing door...
She said: "We were never feeling bored"....
.... When I went...
I left from the station with a...
haversack and some trepidation...
Someone said: "If you're not careful...
You'll have nothing left...
and nothing to care for....
....My shoes were high and I had scored
I'd bolted through a closing door...
.... Now I sit... with different faces
In rented rooms... and foreign places...
.... I never dreamt
that I would get... to be...
The creature that...
I always... meant to be...
But I thought... in spite of dreams
You'd be sitting... somewhere...
Here with Me...
These dreams go on when I close my eyes.
Every second of the night, I live another life.
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside,
Every moment I'm awake,
The further I'm away.
all of her days have gone soft and cloudy, all of her dreams have gone dry
all of her nights have gone sad and shady, she's getting ready to fly
fly away, fly away, fly away
life in the city can make you crazy for sounds of the sand and the sea
life in a highrise can make you hungry for things that you can't even see
fly away, fly away, fly away
in this whole world there's nobody as lonely as she
there's nowhere to go and nowhere that she'd rather be
she's looking for lovers and children playing
she's looking for signs of the spring
she listens for laughter and sounds of dancing
she listens for any old thing
fly away, fly away, fly away
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