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I saw you from a foreign window
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Bearing down the sufferin' road
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You were carryin' your burden
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To the palace of the Lord
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To the palace of the Lord
I spied you from a foreign window
When the lilacs were in bloom
And the sun shone through your window pane
To the place you kept your books
You were reading on your sofa
You were singin' every prayer
That the masters had instilled in you
Since Lord Byron loved despair
In the palace of the Lord
In the palace of the Lord
Bridge:
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And if you get it right this time
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You don't have to come back again
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And if you get it right this time
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There's no need to explain
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