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Evening comes
Comes through my window
Stays all night
On my tongue
And I like the way
These autumn evenings
Wrap so slowly
Around my thoughts
Maybe now
A perfect face
Will come to me
I'll bring it back
For you to see
For now I have
This empty room
This gypsy moon
And my morning doubts
For you to see
This being here
Without a word
Waiting for something
To sing in me
And the beauty of night
Too young to understand
Still too young
To understand
Maybe now
A perfect face
Will come to me
I'll bring it back
For you to see
For now I have
This empty room
This gypsy moon
And my morning doubts
For you to see
Morning doubts
For you to see
Morning doubts
For you to see
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