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He told her when she played Wings sprouted from her shoulderblades And every bone inside her seemed to change So on her fingers moved Over notes she hoped would sooth His jagged soul caressing every groove Oh and how she longed to say That she'd missed his troubled ways And if she could she'd do it all again But sometimes every word has been used And there's nothing left to do But hold the one you can't have In the sweet arms of a tune
A year ago today New York City seemed to fall away To leave only the bed on which they lay But an island is just that Oh and when the world came flooding back All the pillars underneath them began to crack Now he's sitting on her floor She's playing all the minor chords Wishing so damn hard he'd kiss her like before But sometimes every word has been used And there's nothing left to do But hold the one you can't have In the sweet arms of a tune Yeah hold the one you can't love In the sweet arms of a tune
Cause sometimes every inch of you's bruised And there's nothing left to prove Just hold the one you can't love In the sweet arms of a tune Yeah hold the one you can't love In the sweet arms of a tune