Ophelia
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Ophelia
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Stranger crash into the night
This train's headed for you babe
One last song plays on the radio
The sun burns the night away
In the morning I only wanna see your fear's face
I'm not asking to keep you more
Or longer than you wanna stay
The night was like a deck of cards
You hit me with the ace of clubs
I'm placing all my bets begging you to deal some love
Ophelia come on
Rows and rows of corn grow high
Over the tall grass we could hide
Honest pages of an open book
We tangled up between the lines
That's where you'll find me, dying to fill your empty time
Ophelia come on
I'll bring you gems from faraway lands
Or Italian leather shoes
You're the finest thing I've ever seen
Like fire melts ice, it's true
Ophelia, can I spend the night with you?
Ophelia come on
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Matt Costa performs "Ophelia", and this lyric page sits inside the Matt Costa catalog on LyroVerse.
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