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Barclay James Harvest - The Iran Maiden Lyrics

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  • She walks on through the night
  • Her circumstances slight
  • Are only helping her to fail
  • And though she feels she's right
  • She tries with all her might
  • And makes the deepest peril pale
  • Oh, but she is unreal
  • Oh, but she doesn't feel
  • Oh, but she is unreal
  • She chooses who to love
  • And then unlike a dove
  • She takes the laughter from their smile
  • She wears a velvet glove
  • Her friends may find it rough
  • It is a gauntlet all the while
  • Oh, but she is unreal
  • Oh, but she doesn't feel
  • Oh, but she is unreal

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