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Tell them
Last night you said that you dreamt of me
You said you were commiting adultery
That you felt the guilt within your sleep
That you were on the run from me
And in my dreams, you're at the temple of a goddess
But I;m home alone just washing your clothes.
And in my loneliness I feel your infidelity
Like a quiet whisper in my ear
Reminding me that I am nothing special
That before I met you I felt sexy
But now I'm just a worn old shoe
Worn out but comfortable
well all these young girls, do they know who I am?
Tell them
I am the love of your life.
I am the one you chose to be your wife.
