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I don't do this sort of thing, I said As he leaned in and ran his fingers through my hair I could tell he didn't believe me And I could tell from his sweet smile he didn't care He slipped his hand under my skirt and for a moment I looked deep into his eyes I didn't see much in there apart from an emptiness I sadly recognized Let me take you far away from here, he said I know some magic that is sure to pick you up I thought of me alone in my cold hotel bed and I said, yeah, well, why not He took me back to where he lives we had a drink and made attempts to conversate But none of us felt much like talking about the lives that we were there to escape And so he lay me on the bed and we undressed as street lights sliced us through the blinds His skin felt warm against my body, but my body couldn't hold onto my mind Letras de canciones I drifted far away above this stranger's room My thoughts got lost in crowded streets of yesterday Until he stopped... And asked if he had come too soon I shook my head and turned away We lay a little while in silence... Until I got up, got dressed and washed with cold water in my face I better go, I said politely I don't usually stay out this late From Letras Mania