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albüm: Game Face On


He thinks that he owns you
And tonight he's loaned you
But he's got it wrong
I wake you with your name
He must have never known you
You're a breeze that blows through
One note in his song
How hard is it to provide for appetites
That don't amount to very much
You need love and you could live in deep dark woods
Or run with wolves and
You are free, I get it, I get it
You chose me, I get it, I get it
You're talking with your eye
And you're asking why
You're not in his yard
I calm you with your name
I know you like your new bed
A tender pat on your head
Erases all the scars
I can sing you stories by the kitchen sink
You're stretched out in sunbeams on the floor
A bearded man is talking on the radio
To keep you company when I go
You are free, I get it, I get it
You chose me, I get it, I get it
Ruby, Ruby don't take your love to town
Someone will see you there
He's put signs up all around
Run away run away run run run away
Run away run away run run run away
I sing these sounds to celebrate the day that you escaped
I'd sing your tribute here, too high for any man to hear

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