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Brilliant Disguise 
Medium
by Bruce Springsteen
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I hold you in my arms
As the band plays
What are those words whispered baby
as you turn away
I saw you night
Out on the edge of town
I wanna read mind
To know what I've got in this new thing I've found
So tell me what I see
When I in your eyes
Is you baby
Or just a brilliant disguise
I heard somebody call your name
From underneath our willow
I saw tucked in shame
your pillow
Well I've tried so baby
But I just can't see
What a woman like you
Is doing with me
So tell me who I see
I look in your eyes
Is that you baby
Or just a brilliant disguise
Now look at me baby
Struggling to do everything right
And it all falls apart
(Oh) When out go the lights
I'm just a pilgrim
I world in wealth
I to know if it's you I don't trust
'Cause I damn don't trust myself
Now you play the loving woman
I'll the man
But just don't look too close
Into the palm of my hand
We stood at the altar
The our future was right
But come the wee wee hours
baby the gypsy lied
So you look at me
You better and look twice
Is that me baby
Or a disguise
Tonight our bed is cold
I'm lost in the darkness of our love
God have on the man
Who doubts what he's of
As the band plays
What are those words whispered baby
as you turn away
I saw you night
Out on the edge of town
I wanna read mind
To know what I've got in this new thing I've found
So tell me what I see
When I in your eyes
Is you baby
Or just a brilliant disguise
I heard somebody call your name
From underneath our willow
I saw tucked in shame
your pillow
Well I've tried so baby
But I just can't see
What a woman like you
Is doing with me
So tell me who I see
I look in your eyes
Is that you baby
Or just a brilliant disguise
Now look at me baby
Struggling to do everything right
And it all falls apart
(Oh) When out go the lights
I'm just a pilgrim
I world in wealth
I to know if it's you I don't trust
'Cause I damn don't trust myself
Now you play the loving woman
I'll the man
But just don't look too close
Into the palm of my hand
We stood at the altar
The our future was right
But come the wee wee hours
baby the gypsy lied
So you look at me
You better and look twice
Is that me baby
Or a disguise
Tonight our bed is cold
I'm lost in the darkness of our love
God have on the man
Who doubts what he's of
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