Don\'t hate me
A light snow is falling on London
All sign of the living has gone
The last train pulls into the station
And no-one gets off and no-one gets on
Don\'t hate me
I\'m not special like you
I\'m tired and I\'m so alone
One light burns in a window
It guides all the shadows below
Inside the ghost of a parting
And no-one is left, just the cigarette smoke
Don\'t hate me
I\'m not special like you
I\'m tired and I\'m so alone
Don\'t fight me
I know you\'ll never care
Can I call you on the telephone, now and then?
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