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Can’t promise I’ll be near you All the way up through the end You believe me now don’t you? These are not our hours to promise Borrowed hands, borrowed eyes And whose light is this that pours through them into us? Felt your shadow at my bedside Yeah, I mistook you for a dream Borrowed arms, borrowed ears Whose sounds are these, and oh Hear them howling out from us Am I leaving you in the morning my dear? Am I leaving you in the morning my dear? Am I leaving you in the morning my dear? I’m leaving you the warning, my dear I’m leaving you the warning, my dear From Letras Mania