a song from 2005
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Carrie said,
I'll come at midnight,
re-emerging from the blue.
It doesn't matter-
the kind of clothes you wear-
I'm taking everything from you.
Out of the blue into the pouring sun,
out of the myth into the true,
I'll carry you back--- back to where we'd first begun.
Oh, I'll do anything,
I'll do anything I can for you.
And she said,
These quaint things that you have,
do they make you feel much better?
And she said,
I'll take this hit on the chin
if it makes you feel like you fit in again.
Carrie said,
What does it matter
if I do the things they say I do?
'Cause in the end- the gold or bitter end-
it only matters what I mean to you.
Out of the blue into the pouring sun,
out of the myth into the true,
I'll carry you back--- back to where we'd first begun.
Oh, I'll do anything
I'll do anything I can for you.
And she said,
These quaint things that you have,
do they make you feel much better?
And she said,
I'll take this hit on the chin
if it makes you feel like you are whole again,
like you, you pure again,
like you, you are loved again.
Carrie said,
I'll come at midnight,
re-emerging from the blue.
It doesn't matter now-
the kind of car you drive.
I'm taking everything from you.
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