Magdalene
Magdalene are you thinking of the gentle man who turned your life around
Magdalene did he leave you any reason to go on
Magdalene does it make it any better that you know he really loved you
Magdalene all your sins have been forgiven and he's gone
(Magdalene) did he give you back the freedom to be something you believe in
Are you strong enough to make it on your own
(Magdalene) I believe he loved you deeper than you ever dreamed of loving
(Magdalene) and nobody ever left you so alone
Oh Magdalene Magdalene (Magdalene Magdalene)
Magdalene are the shadows in the stillness of the evening full of tears
Do you wonder how much sorrow you can hold
Are you haunted by the ghost of something gone but not forgotten
Will it fill the empty silence when you're old
Magdalene are you thinking of the gentle man who turned your life around
Magdalene did he leave you any reason to go on
(Magdalene) I believe he loved you deeper than you ever dreamed of loving
(Magdalene) all your sins have been forgiven and he's gone
Magdalene (Magdalene Magdalene)
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