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