Who are you under the ground
Who wants to know
It would be pleasing to know
I can be pleasing to know
Don't you want me to know
Who you are to me
When you know let me know
Is that a fence between us
Or just the way you smile
Pass me everything you know
Surely you'll turn up in the end
If I just let you go
Did we not meet in the dream-halls
Of love and hate back then
And fought and were friends
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