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The Morning Fog [Hounds Of Love/The Ninth Wave]

 

                The light

                                "Dom, dom, de-ah, dum, der"

                Begin to bleed,

                                "Dom, dom, de-ah, dum, der"

                Begin to breathe,

                                "Dom, dom, de-ah, dum, der"

                Begin to speak.

                                "Dom, dom, de-ah, dum, dom, de-om, der"

                D'you know what?

                I love you better now.

                                "Do ya?"

 

                I am falling

                                "Dom, dom, de-ah, dum, der"

                Like a stone,

                                "Dom, dom, de-ah, dum, der"

                Like a storm,

                                "Dom, dom, de-ah, dum, der"

                Being born again

                                "Dom, dom, de-ah, dum, der"

                Into the sweet morning fog.

                                "Dom, dom, de-ah, dum, dom, de-om, der"

 

                D'you know what?

                I love you better now.

                                "De, dom. der"

 

                I'm falling,

                And I'd love to hold you know.

                                "De-ah, dom, dum, der"

                                "De-ah, dom, dum, der"

                I'll kiss the ground.

                                "Do ya?"

                I'll tell my mother,

                                "Do ya? De-ah, dom, dum, der"

                I'll tell my father,

                                "De-ah, dom, dum, der"

                I'll tell my loved one,

                                "a-e-a-e-a-e-a-eeeo"

                I'll tell my brothers,

                                "a-e-a-e-a-e-a-eeeo"

                Hey-oo, Ha-oo, Ha-ooow much I love them.

 

 


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