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No one knows where the night can go |
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Except for the few lovers |
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Entangled and torn from the hour |
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The stars now are starting to leave |
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A silent moon begins to weep |
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And the lovers fall further and further |
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Into the dark and deep |
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Come morning, without warning |
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The absence of love's embrace |
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Like winter's light, it creeps on in |
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And the moon's tears fade |
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He starts the car and is driving away |
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Hearing her voice and tasting their last kiss |
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That sent them spinning and racing |
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The moon's glow lights the way |
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Otherwordly underwater dreamscape |
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Till a semi's headlights invade |
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Come morning, without warning |
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The absence of love's embrace |
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Like winter's light, it creeps on in |
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And the moon's sullen glow is fading |
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The glow is fading |
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The glow is fading |
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Soul escaping |
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Stars are leaving, the moon is weeping |
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Soul escaping |
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Soul escaping |
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Racing through the night... |
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The glow is fading |
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The glow is fading |
