Trudging the dirty concrete under your feet
Walking the streets in the city
The spiral stair, a door, a room, a window
Forget everything, only think of me
Forget everything, only think of me
Past alleyways and open squares
I'll give you what you need
Forget everything, only think of me
Forget everything, only think of me
Oh, yes, the light shone just right
And you were sold, weren't you?
You were sold, weren't you?
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