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I see the thorn in your eye I feel the pain when she cries pale are the mornings at fall a new day just waiting for more in her room so quietly I see the thorn in your eye although she weeps so silently I feel the pain when she cries I am the ghost in your dreams you hear my voice in the breeze in her room so quietly I see the thorn in your eye although she weeps so silently I feel the pain when she cries From Letras Mania