Behind her eyes there's curtains
And they've been closed to hide the flames, remains
She knows their future's burning
But she can smile just the same, 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 too big a man to say
There's a fear they'll soon be parting ways
Drifting away, drifting away, drifting away, away
Drifting away, drifting away, drifting away, away
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