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Found On: Rotten Soul Now the winter's nearly gone And the living come alive, Marianne. But April's getting harder every year But you get harder to survive. Baby, baby No more cooing like a dove. I hate love. Now the night is nearly gone But the fever won't subside, Marianne I'm making it a part of me, I thought I'd long since given up and died Baby, baby push moves on to shove. I hate love. So I'm sitting here alone, It's nearly getting light, Marianne. Wait a little longer there's a chance The day might turn back into night. Baby, baby And that's half the battle won. So I'm waiting for the sun. Waiting for the sun. You tell me I'm the friend you'll miss, well if I didn't love you girl, my God, I'd hate you for this. But I'm tryin, tryin I know it must be borne So I'm waiting for the dawn. Waiting for the dawn. (x3)
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