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You turn out the light |
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And the dark sucks on the embers of the fire |
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That smolders in the night |
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And these tumbling boulders of desire |
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Come a-rolling off the shadows of me |
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Rolling off the shadows of me |
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Rolling off the shadows of me |
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You say, I thought time was meant to take away the hurtin' |
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As your lonely silhouette closes the curtain |
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But back on the road destination uncertain |
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So let's get in this car and drive |
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And this feeling, |
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I feel so strong |
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So powerful it can't be wrong |
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Now the whole frosted night is just a song |
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A song for you |
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Song for you |
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Song for you |
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And the moon is splashed right over the street |
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Like my tears on your thighs so pale |
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It's just you and me in the sheets |
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And I hope the whole wide world is just a jail |
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When you're away from me |
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You're away from me |
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You're away from me |
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And it's rolling on by |
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Here come the night |
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Turn out the light |
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And the dark sucks on the embers of the fire |
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That smolders in the night is tumbling boulders of desire |
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Rolling, rolling |
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Rolling, rolling |
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Rolling, rolling |
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Rolling, rolling |
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Rolling, rolling |
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Rolling, rolling out the shadows of me |
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Turn out the light |
