Behind her eyes there's curtains and they are closed to hind the flames remains She know's there future's burning but she can smile just the same And though her mood is fine today There's a fear they'll soon be parting ways Standing like a statue a chin of stone a heart of clay hey And though he's to big a man to say there's a fear they'll soon be parting ways Drifting away... Drifting away... Drifting away... Drifting away... Drifting away... Drifting away... Drifting away... Drifting away... Drifting away... Drifting away...
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