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She hates bein' on her own, but she does her best |
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Empty nights create the hunger for love and tenderness |
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She spends so much time alone |
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She says it makes her wonder |
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If she'll ever find someone who'll make her feel alive |
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And satisfy the hunger |
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He always reads a lot at night, but he's gettin' tired of it |
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An empty house deepens desire for true companionship |
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When he sees himself in the mirror, he don't look no younger |
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He just keeps on fightin' the fear that'll he'll go through life |
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And not satisfy the hunger |
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Oh the hunger, the need for lovin' arms |
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Oh the hunger, longing for contentment of the heart |
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She picks up a second job at an all night diner |
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Anything that she can do to fill the empty hours |
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Then by chance her destiny he's there across the counter |
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Their lives are changed by what they see in each other's eyes |
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They recognize the hunger |
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Oh the hunger, the need for lovin' arms |
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Oh the hunger, longing for contentment of the heart |
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The hunger |
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Oh, the hunger |
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Yeah, the hunger |
