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Texty: Toad The Wet Sprocket. In Light Syrup. All She Said.

Will my bride sleep tonight softly?
Believe the words
As always lying
And she sleeps and dreams

Lord knows what
But it's not for me to be there
And she knows she isn't there for me
It's just a way of protecting

And will my bride believe the lie?
Say it's all right, still together till we die
But she knows that words aren't always
Always what we mean to say

Still she says she loves me anyway
That's all she said, all she said
That's all she said, all she said
She said, said, she said

One more word you speak and say good night
She would believe enchanted lies
I wait for her still inside
She's dreaming' of Valentino's eyes

Far away
(Far away)
In someone else's night
"Isn't wrong but still it isn't right"
That's all she said, yea yea
All she said, that's all she said
Ah all she said

All she said, that's all she said
All she said, that's all she said
All she said