Caressing the marble and stone,
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Love that was special for one,
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The waste in the fever I heat,
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How I wish you were here with me now.
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Body that curls in and dies,
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And shares that awful daylight,
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Warm like a dog round your feet,
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How I wish you were here with me now.
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Hangman looks round as he waits,
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Cord stretches tight then it breaks,
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Someday we will die in your dreams,
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How I wish we were here with you now.
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In A Lonely Place
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| Joy Division |
