I left her standing there
Ashen faced like (from) wind on an arctic night
Aint no stopping me now
Taxi cab and a pack strapped across my back
She comes up next to me, she says
Oh honey, you need to help me now
There's nothing I can say
But turn away
Like a child I play with fire
Cast aside the word that I am
I need a hiding place
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I met her in Hollytown
Sunset restaurants and oh the music was loud
A Boston, brahmin girl
Spoke like silk, and oh what a boy I was
Like a child I play with fire
Cast aside the word that I am
I need a hiding place
And the choice I make redounds
Who am I but the ones I love
I need a hiding place
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Leave behind my dirty word
Last flight, last flight from LA
Aint no hiding place, aint no resting place for me
Leave my dirty word, leave my broken word
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