Please don't say a thing
It's so simple just to let it all begin
And I bend my head to kiss your lips again and stoop to touch your hand
It's half past eight when I get home, so let the gas fire fade
Everybody's gone
And the fever that lights up the empty room
Floods the distance and
The emptiness between us like a miracle
Your shoulders bare
Your bed untouched
You haunted me so much
Your makeup on
Your bed untouched
You haunted me so much
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