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Step into the midnight garden.<\/p>\n
Slowly close the door.<\/p>\n
I feel the ghost of you beside me.<\/p>\n
Thinking about the times that you were here.<\/p>\n
Feel the eyes of all the people here before.<\/p>\n
Love hangs heavy here.<\/p>\n
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We talked out here on summer nights.<\/p>\n
All those evenings slipped away.<\/p>\n
How did we get to be the people that we are?<\/p>\n
When you get love make it stay.<\/p>\n
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Hello loneliness I missed you not at all.<\/p>\n
Hello, just another girl I knew.<\/p>\n
Hello memories and snapshots in the rain<\/p>\n
Reading all the writing on the wall.<\/p>\n
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I remember how it felt when I was young.<\/p>\n
So intense and never real at all.<\/p>\n
Now we know so much about<\/p>\n
The people we\u2019ve become<\/p>\n
How come I still ride out to fall?<\/p>\n
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Someone told me less is more.<\/p>\n
Said it just to help me on my way.<\/p>\n
No-one told me that you\u2019d take my heart<\/p>\n
And leave it out of doors.<\/p>\n
Should\u2019ve listened when you never said you\u2019d stay.<\/p>\n
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Hello loneliness I missed you not at all.<\/p>\n
Hello just another girl I knew.<\/p>\n
Hello memories and snapshots in the rain.<\/p>\n
Reading all the writing on the wall.<\/p>\n
(I\u2019m reading all the writing on the wall.)<\/p>\n
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This is something I wrote just recently for Frances Shelley <\/a>who asked me if I’d like to do some lyrics. When I got up off the floor I realised it wasn’t a joke at all.<\/p>\n I drew on things that had happened to me; the midnight garden I stepped into once, a long, long time ago, the one that became the garden that Ben stepped into in Not Your Heart Away<\/a>\u00a0, as well as my own midnight garden I stepped into here.\u00a0I thought about something that happened this past summer.<\/p>\n This is what came out. It might come out alright yet. The lyric might be ok with a bit of work too.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n
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