Maybe I've been here before, I know this room; I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch, love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
There was a time you let me know whats really going on below,
But now you never show it to me, do you?
Remember when I moved in you; the holy dark was moving too,
and every breath we drew was hallelujah...
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