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Spirit on the water
Darkness on the face of the deep I keep thinking about you baby I can't hardly sleep I'm traveling by land Traveling through the dawn of day You're always on my mind I can't stay away I'd forgotten about you Then you turned up again I always knew We were meant to be more than friends When you're near It's just as plain as it can be I'm wild about you, gal You ought to be a fool about me Can't explain The sources of this hidden pain You burned your way into my heart You got the key to my brain I've been trampling through mud Praying to the powers above I'm sweating blood You got a face that begs for love Life without you Doesn't mean a thing to me If I can't have you I'll throw my love into the deep blue sea Sometimes I wonder Why you can't treat me right You do good all day And then you do wrong all night When you're with me I'm a thousand times happier than I could ever say What does it matter What price I pay They brag about your sugar Brag about it all over town Put some sugar in my bowl I feel like laying down I'm as pale as a ghost Holding a blossom on a stem You ever seen a ghost? No But you have heard of them I see you there I'm blinded by the colors I see I take good care Of what belongs to me I hear your name Ringing up and down the line I'm saying it plain These ties are strong enough to bind Now your sweet voice Calls out from some old familiar shrine I got no choice Can't believe these things would ever fade from your mind I could live forever With you perfectly You don't ever Have to make a fuss over me From East to West Ever since the world began I only mean it for the best I want to be with you any way I can I been in a brawl Now I'm feeling the wall I'm going away baby I won't be back 'til fall High on the hill You can carry all my thoughts with you You've numbed my will This love could tear me in two I wanna be with you in paradise And it seems so unfair I can't go to paradise no more I killed a man back there You think I'm over the hill You think I'm past my prime Let me see what you got We can have a whoppin' good time
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