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You and me we see, what we seeAnd all I see here isAnd all I see here is loveYou say, this can't be done, this can't be realI don't see, see anyoneBehind every ghostly care there's a sinner's prayerCreeping up the stairs, so just sit right thereAll my friends are angels, but they've got no wingsTo carry them homeWeight my stare and a price to steepI'm fighting for, fighting to keepThis piece of chocolate chip on my upper lipI'm bleeding out, and all my stonesAre in the crowdCome on boy just sit right downAll my friends are angels, but they've got no wingsTo carry them home Aus Songtexte Mania