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Another night i walk on glass, can t you tell you make me meek
Who s this angel on my stairs, with her buckles still undone, oh haven t you a word for me
And i wonder if he thinks of me, and more than once i ve brushed her hand
And down she goes into the night, a distant time comes back to me, with the scent of violets in her hair
So in silence once more we pass, the outline of her lovely form
And down she goes into the night, up he climbs seven flights
In the hall lights flicker hum, and down she goes into the night On, and down she goes into the night
Can t you tell you make me meek, speak dear lady won t you speak
When he passes he gentley sighs, up the stairs seven flights Fields, and our passing on the stairs
up the stairs every night
In the rustling of your over coat, passing on the stairs, oh haven t you a word for me
up the stairs every night
My father calling don t go far, in that dusty uniform, and how i dream he thinks of me
Passing on the stairs, another night i walk on glass
Passing on the stairs, can t you tell you make me meek
And down she goes into the night, up the stairs every night
his dark lashes always hung
another night i walk on glass
Whatever does it mean, his dark lashes always hung
his dark lashes always hung
And more than once i ve brushed her hand, down my stairs and out of sight The, up the stairs every night
Up the stairs every night, up the stairs every night The, and i dream that she thinks of me
So in silence once more we pass, so in silence once more we pass
With the scent of violets in her hair, every night a different book Elysian, in the hall lights flicker hum
passing on the stairs
Down my stairs and out of sight, can t you tell you make me meek
Up the stairs seven flights, up the stairs every night, and our passing on the stairs
With her buckles still undone, up the stairs every night, and i wonder if he thinks of me
Up the stairs every night, every night a different book The, passing on the stairs
Up the stairs seven flights, down my stairs and out of sight The, and i dream that she thinks of me
In the hall lights flicker hum, the wild reeds Stairs, gaze so soft
Is it just a boyish fantasy, with a look so weary and so wise Elysian, so in silence once more we pass
And i dream that she thinks of me, with a look so weary and so wise
She hides beneath her blue trench coat, and i wonder if he thinks of me, with her buckles still undone
With her buckles still undone, up the stairs seven flights
And i wonder if he thinks of me, another night i walk on glass, oh haven t you a word for me
If only you d misplace your key, who s this angel on my stairs On, oh haven t you a word for me
Up the stairs every night, up the stairs seven flights, if only you d misplace your key
Oh haven t you a word for me, if only you d misplace your key
with the scent of violets in her hair
Passing on the stairs, the salty sea
With the scent of violets in her hair, is it just a boyish fantasy
As the wind blew sand into my hair, and i dream that she thinks of me Elysian, if only you d misplace your key
Up the stairs every night, whatever does it mean, up the stairs seven flights
With the scent of violets in her hair, down my stairs and out of sight