The Clientele
The Clientele - Everybody's Gone lyrics
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please don't say a thing it's so simple just to let it all begin & I bend my head to kiss your lips again & stoop to touch your hand it's half past eight when I get home so let the gas fire glow everybody's gone & the fever that lights up the empty room floods the distance & the emptiness between us like a miracle your shoulders bare your bed untouched you haunted me so much your make up on your bed untouched you haunted me so much
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