At the end of the hall
The party's on
But I can't be bothered by nothing at all
Ooh I hustle every day of the week yeah
Whoah, I'll meet you there
Saudade
You came to me in a dream
Sat there and didn't speak
Watching eachother breathe
There's a hole in my hands
And a cloud in my head
And the look of your face fading away
Until I go back to sleep
Whoah, I'll meet you there
Yeah, I'll meet you there
Saudade
You came to me in a dream
Sat there and didn't speak
Watching eachother breathe

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