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Lady
Lyrics and music R.G.Theil, 1982

You looked at me with troubled eyes,
And brushed the hair from your face,
Then asked me into your room,
I knew what you were trying to say.

I saw shadows dance and die,
In the flames, upon the walls,
You said you couldn't find the words,
But I knew that soon you would be gone.

I pictured firelight in your hair,
As the moments slipped away.
We sat holding memories till morning,
And watched the coming calls of dawn.

Your voice in whispers soft but clear,
In the silence of the room,
You couldn't find the words,
But I knew that soon you would be gone.

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