Julie Smith

Crying in the pallid night
Crying in a dreary sleep
Crying torrid shades of ember
For the washed out faded days
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As I sit here, shaking from the walk, but definite
My fingers smelling of smoke and myself
I don't need anyone else
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Hear the clocks ticking, from dusk 'til night
The time is running, will it be on my side?
When the clock strikes nine I will be just fine
Because this is the time that you will be mine
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Beautiful, sexy, pretty
All the compliments in the world
Make me feel good
But what is their worth
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Victory, why are you feeling so blue?
Because I won't be heard by the Gods I pray to
Great Jupiter, listen
Your Psyche is calling
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You might say I am crazy
Obsessive, insane
But I'm just a girl
With an American name
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City lights reflected by silver clouds
My brand new shoes on the dark, dusty pavement
Following the golden glow down the avenue
High trees, white walls and luxury villas
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I was a stupid girl
Egoistic and dumb
Put myself first
I was feeling numb
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Forever and ever
The saying goes
But what's in eternity
Can it come close
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I saw you in a magazine today
Half a smile, miles away
And though I know you're busy doing all the things you wanna do
I keep thinking about you
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A love's lesson learned
A reputation well earned
I am going places
But baby, let's face it
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A snapshot
It makes the present stay alive
Makes a distant past revive
Happy faces, words unspoken
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Point your gun at my head
Play me till I drop dead
The worst of you will get the best of me
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Summertime's ending but winter is far
Passing the time at the cinema
Sun, swimming pool and buying new clothes
Changing room fun and taking cool photos
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See the sun shining and the hillsides so green
The meadows reflecting the faint morning light
The lilies they blossom in nature's wide screen
While the air feels fresh after a clear pristine night
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Is this a beginning
Or just the beginning of an end like all the times before?
An ending before it began
Beginning to fade
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I'm the Queen of the bad examples
In the dance team I fall out of line
I don't walk, I trip and I stumble
And the grand prize never was mine
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I'm too scared to lose you
Wouldn't even start a fight
Still I do things
That put me at risk
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They say you always meet twice
But what after?
When you don't know if you messed up worse than before
You need a third time to try it once more
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Baby, don't look in my eyes
Or we'll have to pay the price
If the public finds out
What this is about
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