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So why are you holding my hand tonight ?
I'm not intending to go far away.
I'm just slipping through to the back room -
I'll leave you messages almost every day.
And who was I to last forever ?
I didn't promise to stay the pace.
Not in this lifetime, babe
But we'll cling together:
Some kind of heaven written in your face.
So why are you holding my hand tonight ?
Well, am I feeling so cold to the touch ?
Do my eyes seem to focus
On some distant point ?
Why do I find it hard to talk too much ?
And who was I to last forever ?
I didn't promise to stay the pace.
Not in this lifetime, babe
But we'll cling together:
Some kind of heaven written in your face.
Verse 1.
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