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STEVIE NICKS >> Merchandise Links
STEVIE NICKS
written by c. sandford I can see we're thinkin' bout the same things And I can see your expression when the phone rings We both know there's something happening here Well, there's no sense in dancing round the subject A wound gets worse when it's treated with neglect Don't turn around there's nothing here to fear You can talk to me Talk to me You can talk to me You can set your secrets free, baby Dusty words lying under carpets Seldom heard well must you keep your secrets Locked inside hidden safe from view Well, is it all that hard Is it all that tough Well, I've shown you all my cards now isn't that enough You can hide your hurt But, there's something you can do You can talk to me Talk to me...talk to me I can set your secrets free, baby La, la, la, la... Though we lay face to face and cheek to cheek Our voices stray from the common ground where they could meet The walls run high, to veil a swelling tear Oh, let the walls burn down, set your secrets free You can break their bounds, cause you're safe with me You can lose your doubt, cause you'll find no danger not here You can talk to me Talk to me You can talk to me You can set your secrets free, baby Oh, I can see you running...I can see you running I can see you running all the way back home I can see your expression when the phone rings And I can see that you're thinkin' bout the same things Is it all that hard Is it all that tough Well, you've taken all there is now baby Isn't that enough Well, I can see you runnin'...I can see you runnin' All the way back
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