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Nancy Sinatra In My Room Lyrics

Last updated: 05/08/2008 12:00:00 PM

In my room
way at the end of the hall
I sit and stare at the wall
each day is just like the last
for I live in the past

In my room
where every night is the same
I play a dangerous game
I keep pretending he's late
And I sit and I wait

Over there is the picture
we took when he made me his bride
Over there is the chair where
he held me whenever I cried
Over there by the window
the flowers he left...

...I won't die!

In my room
way at the end of the hall
I sit and I stare at the wall
hating how lonely I've growned
all alone
in my room...

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