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"In This Dark" lyrics

Julie Doiron Lyrics

"In This Dark"

Your hand is perfumey and white
Touching my face and I am teary-eyed
I can still see you shake
My arms are shaking, my fingers are numb
I can barely coordinate myself
Use your hands for me

Everytime things go so well
Think of all the things that have gone this wrong
Timing's never been worse

Your hair is sparkling white
All covered in snow and mildly cold tonight
Move the hair from my face
My glasses are foggy and broken
My eyesight is worsening in this dark
Tell me what you see

Everytime things go so well
Think of all the things that have gone this wrong
Timing has never been worse


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Writer(s): Julie Elaine Doiron
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album: "Julie Doiron & The Wooden Stars" (1999)
Julie Doiron - Julie Doiron & The Wooden Stars album cover
The Last Time
Gone Gone
The Longest Winter
The Best Thing For Me
In This Dark
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The Second Time
Sweeter
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