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By Sting, If the night turned cold and the stars looked down
And
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By Sting, It was midnight, midnight at noon
Everyone talked in rhyme
Everyone saw
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By Sting, Dansons tu dis
Et moi, je suis
Mes pas sont gauches
Mes pieds
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By Sting, Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art
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By Sting, Well, she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind
That's running
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By Sting, In the empire of the senses
You're the queen of all
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By Sting, Hush child
Let your mommy sleep into the night until
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By Sting, Seal da rabhas im' mhaighdean shéimh,
'S anois im' bhaintreach chaite
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By Sting, In the moonlight
When the shadows play
When the thought of what
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By Sting, A un passo da Gerusalemme
e a solo un miglio dalla
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By Sting, In the quiet time of evening
When the stars assume their
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By Sting, The very thought of you makes
My heart sing
Like an April
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By Sting, Well its five in the morning
and the light's already
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By Sting, I'd never imagined before
That the world could be turned on
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By Sting, Sometimes in the light at the edge of the world
Is
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By Sting, Sometimes in life you feel the fight is over,
And
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By Sting, Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
Those days
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By Sting, In Europe and America, there's a growing feeling of hysteria
Conditioned
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By Sting, I sailed an ocean, unsettled ocean
Through restful waters and
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By Sting, Finding the world in the smallness of a grain of
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By Sting, I woke up in my clothes again this morning
I don't
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By Sting, He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays
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By Sting, She don't like to hear me sing
She don't want no
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By Sting, When we set out on this journey
There were no doubts
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By Sting, Late at night in summer heat. Expensive car, empty street
There's
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By Sting, Did you ever have a dream that you were running?
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By Sting, Let me watch by the fire and remember my days
And
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By Sting, Mercury falling
I rise from my bed
Collect my thoughts together
I have
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By Sting, Walking this high road are warriors from an olden time
Curse
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By Sting, Those tears on a gaping voice
Whose stretching arms match