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When I close my eyes
When I dream my dreams
When I hear that song
When I'm on my knees
When I walk at night
Down an empty street
I see him in the stars
Hanging over me
You're hanging over me
Salt in wound to think of you
With this person I'm, yeah
And pretty words just turn me blue
And leave me far too soon, yeah
When I'm driving now
I can feel the trees
With fingers stretching out
Stretching towards me
But I'm just out of reach
Salt in wound to think of you
With this person I'm, yeah
And pretty words just turn me blue
And leave me far too soon, yeah
And if there's nothing else
I'll do it to myself
Salt in wound to think of you
With this person I'm, yeah
And pretty words just turn me blue
And leave me, they leave me
They leave me, oh, leave me, yeah