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Written by |
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Stevie Nicks and |
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Sandy Stewart. |
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And the summer became the fall |
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I was not ready for the winter |
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It makes no difference at all ' |
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Cause I wear boots all summer long |
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My eye make up is dark and it's careless |
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Some circles around my eyes |
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Sometimes the real color of my skin |
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Is my eyes without any shadow |
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And when I call |
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Will you walk gently |
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Thru my shadow |
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The ones who sing at night |
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The ones who sing at night |
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The ones you dream of |
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The ones who walk away |
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Capes pulled around them tight |
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Cryin' for the night |
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Cry for the nightbird tonite |
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And so the winter is really here now |
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And the blankets that |
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I love I am surrounded sometimes |
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By too much love |
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And when I call |
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Will you walk gently |
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Thru my shadow |
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The ones who sing at night |
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The ones who sing at night |
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The ones you dream of |
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The ones who walk away |
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Capes pulled around them tight |
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Cryin' for the night |
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Cry for the nightbird tonite |
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And the darkened eyes |
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Thru the net of the lace |
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In the darkness |
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It's hard to see her face |
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Pulls back the net |
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And you feel the touch |
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Of her fingers |
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And you see she turns the eyes |
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And you see the eyes of a nightbird |
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The ones you dream of |
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Finally the nightbird |
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Finally the nightbird |
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Tonite |
