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A wicked wind is sweeping through
I'm on a dead end flight
The pines against the fading blue
Standing proud and tall
So tell me are you sleeping
With a ghost tonight
Well, me, I sleep alone
If I sleep at all
Stolen kisses
Won't ever make you rich
Hold on, you're not the only one
To be mistaken for a witch
You left the lucky one
Underneath the willow
Are you really sure
That every good thing has to end
You keep a smoking gun
Underneath your pillow
Are you really sure
That it will serve you as a friend
Stolen kisses etc.
Take it from an airborne
It only goes to show
The air is very thin up here
And my breath is running low
I'm on a dead end flight
The pines against the fading blue
Standing proud and tall
So tell me are you sleeping
With a ghost tonight
Well, me, I sleep alone
If I sleep at all
Stolen kisses
Won't ever make you rich
Hold on, you're not the only one
To be mistaken for a witch
You left the lucky one
Underneath the willow
Are you really sure
That every good thing has to end
You keep a smoking gun
Underneath your pillow
Are you really sure
That it will serve you as a friend
Stolen kisses etc.
Take it from an airborne
It only goes to show
The air is very thin up here
And my breath is running low
Lyrics submitted by BothArguments
Track duration: 04:10
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