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Brilliant Disguise
Medium
by Bruce Springsteen
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I you in my arms
As the band plays
What are words whispered baby
Just as you away
I saw you last night
Out on the edge of town
I wanna read mind
To just I've got in this new thing I've found
So me what I see
When I in your eyes
Is that you baby
Or a brilliant disguise
I heard call your name
From our willow
I saw in shame
Underneath pillow
I've tried so hard baby
But I can't see
a woman like you
Is doing with me
So tell me who I see
When I look in your eyes
Is that you baby
Or just a disguise
Now look at me baby
Struggling to do everything right
And then it all falls apart
(Oh) out go the lights
I'm a lonely pilgrim
I walk this world in wealth
I want to know if it's you I don't trust
'Cause I damn sure don't trust myself
Now you play the loving woman
I'll play the faithful man
But just don't too close
Into the palm of my hand
We stood at the altar
The gypsy our future was right
But come the wee wee hours
Well maybe the gypsy lied
So when you at me
You better look hard and twice
Is that me baby
Or just a disguise
Tonight our bed is cold
I'm lost in the darkness of our love
God on the man
Who doubts he's sure of
As the band plays
What are words whispered baby
Just as you away
I saw you last night
Out on the edge of town
I wanna read mind
To just I've got in this new thing I've found
So me what I see
When I in your eyes
Is that you baby
Or a brilliant disguise
I heard call your name
From our willow
I saw in shame
Underneath pillow
I've tried so hard baby
But I can't see
a woman like you
Is doing with me
So tell me who I see
When I look in your eyes
Is that you baby
Or just a disguise
Now look at me baby
Struggling to do everything right
And then it all falls apart
(Oh) out go the lights
I'm a lonely pilgrim
I walk this world in wealth
I want to know if it's you I don't trust
'Cause I damn sure don't trust myself
Now you play the loving woman
I'll play the faithful man
But just don't too close
Into the palm of my hand
We stood at the altar
The gypsy our future was right
But come the wee wee hours
Well maybe the gypsy lied
So when you at me
You better look hard and twice
Is that me baby
Or just a disguise
Tonight our bed is cold
I'm lost in the darkness of our love
God on the man
Who doubts he's sure of
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