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Let me tell you the story of a man, whom you adoreWhose eyes are like pools of madnessHis calculated stroll is measuredHis steps seem free willed to the untrained eyesCrawling out, crawling out beneath the veil of the nightBut I am his secret babe and youBut I am his secret babe and youYou, you, You are his wifeSo Let me tell you the story of a man, whom you adore,Whose eyes are adorned with shades so darkHis calculated stroll is measuredHis steps seem free willed to the untrained eyesAnd it's been so many years since you've kissed this floorWhen I go away, you'll come back for moreBut I am his secret babe and youBut I am his secret babe and youYou, you, You are his wifeYour hands are tied to his wordsCrawling out 'neath the veil of the nightLetras de cancionesStanding tall, Standing tallLike if the rain was his motherHis truth is a lie, but better than a truthis a truthful lie with sparks of loveAnd it's been so many years since you've kissed this floorWhen I go away, you'll come back for moreAlright! From Letras Mania