Tonight the lamplight swirls and glistensMelting itself upon my faceI'm hanging my silhouette near the shorelineI'm swimming underneath in the noontime Will I ever know what's wrong with me?Will I ever see your hand again in mine... Tonight the rain is pelting rooftopsThere is no fire to melt the coldI'm straining to hear a human whisperAnd I'm painting images on the soft stone Now I'm drinking aloneAmidst these figures of stoneI'll raise the glass once againThen lay my head on the pillow
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