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Starlit night The moon is shining bright You're the one that I need Up at your window I see a shadow Silhouette of your grace Here's this flower I picked
It is three hours past midnight And my baby's nowhere around Yes three hours past midnight And my baby's nowhere around Well, I listen so hard to hear
There's only six hours Left in the day Time is so precious And it's slippin' away Got no destination Got no place to go And being with you Is all that
another year has pulled me under i think the days are getting longer i can feel what is real got an empty feeling inside nothing i can do for you is alright
Mothers giving birth to a little son Crying in the rain of falling bombs Father he is young but deep and wise You see the fighter inside his eyes Hold
Searching for meaning to this life playground, the self awaking forever day by day, in bleak disclosure hoping to find serenity in a silent dream but
Sometimes I wish there were no windows in this room The sun comes pouring through those curtains way too soon Reminding me it's time to rise and shine
If you should ask me to open my heart There is so much I could say But when I'm with you,I just don't know where to start Time in your arms slips away
14 hours to go And the waiting's almost done When I get back home You're going to be the only one Staring at the lights or staring at the sun Everyday
I've got so much I want to say I've got so much I wanna do There never seems to be enough Time to be with you So [Incomprehensible] moments in your arms
Remember me? I used to know film stars I never made friends I told you once to get into my car I'll try it again Don't talk to the animals The doctors
It's been 5 hours since you, It's been 5 hours since you, It's been 5, it's been 5, it's, it's, it's, It's been 5 hours since you left, you left (x4)
There are people in this country who work hard every day Not for fame or fortune do they strive But the fruits of their labor are worth more than their
It's friday night and I've been workin' all week long After the rent all I have left is this old song My baby's right beside me, we're gonna have a ball
It was somethin' as simple As makin' the bed That kicked off the voice Inside her head She was smoothin' the sheet With the palm of her hand When the
i climb to the mountain to the top of the mountain and nine hours later i stop in despair i try to envision the face of the girl but she's so far away