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Twelve o'clock at night |
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Streets of many corners |
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The lunar river winds |
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Down the closes and the lanes |
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The night skips the sleeping years |
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And re-awakes the memory |
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Takes me along the way |
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To the places of a heart |
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The days of summer came |
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Days of many heartache |
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Not to love is not to live |
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Not to live is to feel no pain |
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So unlock this heart of stone |
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Teach me the ways of mystery |
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In the places where they say |
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Only the brave can walk alone |
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You took me through this town |
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You took me to the moment |
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That makes angels lose their wings |
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Makes poets lose their wonder |
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But I have found in you |
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A love line pure and lasting |
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May your heart hold true |
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And your nights run long |
