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Is there a place in his heart for me permanently |
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Or is it just another heartache for me that I refuse to see? |
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Evening comes and he whispers |
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Those pretty words he knows I wanna hear |
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Is it for real or just a play where I give in |
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Oh, and he gets his way |
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Oh, tell me, tell me what happens |
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When the final act is over? |
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Will he be there? |
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'Cause promises at night are so easily made |
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But they can disappear at the light of day |
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So I ask myself over and over |
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Is there a place in his heart for me permanently? |
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The way he says "I love you" |
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Makes me feel so good inside |
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But how can he expect me to surrender |
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In some short of time? |
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There's just too many guys |
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That'll break a girl's heart |
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And walked slowly out the door |
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I've had too many heartbreaks |
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I can't stand anymore |
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Promises at night are so easily made |
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But they can disappear at the light of day |
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So I ask myself over and over |
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Is there a place in his heart for me permanently? |
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Words that I said keep filling my head |
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Yet I'm reluctant to believe them |
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Those same words in the past |
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They never seemed to last |
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More than a moment's embrace |
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And tenderness turns to emptiness |
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Promises at night are so easily made |
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But they can disappear at the light of day |
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So I ask myself over and over |
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Is there a place in his heart for me permanently? |
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Promises at night are so easily made |
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But they can disappear at the light of day |
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So I ask myself over and over |
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Is there a Place in his hear for me permanently? |
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Promises are so easily made |
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They Can disappear at the light of day |
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So I ask myself over and over |
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Is there a place in his heat for me permanently? |
