[calls] out for me but i'm behind You cannot see into your room Whose perfumed depths sing songs of doom But i am cold and cannot see A way out of this mystery Wild horses couldn't change your mind Or help you up and let you find That i am here cold or blind That i have something left to find But i am cold and cannot see A way out of your mystery An ali baba you would be In search of treasure endlessly And like some jewel you'ld comfort me And in your showcase i would be But i am cold and cannot see A way out of your mystery
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