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