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Sometimes when I wake at night, |
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I lose myself a while.... |
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And I pray to the moon despairingly, |
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Comfort me, please comfort me |
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For sometimes, my smile won't smile, |
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And my laugh won't laugh |
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And my heart grows cold and lonely, |
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Open like a book, my heart, it reads broken sentences, |
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And for pages you turn and the chapters you read, |
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It's though my story will never seem to end, |
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For sometimes my gears wont change and my clutch gets stuck |
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And my wheels wont turn on empty |
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So if at night you hear a voice, it may be the moon and me, |
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Or if at times you lose your light then ask the moon to shine on you! |
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Join the moon and me |
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The moon and me... |
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And though the world is a cruel cruel place at times |
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They say a mans not meant to shed a single tear ... |
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Oh well if you like me, simply disagree |
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Then when the day lays down to sleep, creep beneath the moon with me |
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For sometimes, my smile won't smile |
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And my laugh won't laugh |
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And my heart grows cold and lonely |
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So if at night you hear a voice, well it may be the moon and me, |
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Or if at times you lose your light then ask the moon to shine on you! |
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To shine on you... to shine on you.... |
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Join the moon and me! |
