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Just around the corner |
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At the end of the dead end street |
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I'll be there in the moonlight |
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Underneith the old oak tree |
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I throw a stone at your window |
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So give a little signal to me |
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There's a train that's leaving town at forty-five past the hour |
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There's no point in waiting around |
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The day is gone and the night is ours |
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All through the night |
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All through the night |
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Let it all go to the night |
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All through the night |
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All through the night |
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Let it all go to the night |
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In the middle of nowhere |
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Into the nothingness |
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You'll be sleeping softly |
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But I can see ahead of us |
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The fields turn to fortunes |
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The sand turns to glass |
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There's a future waiting for us |
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As a gold covered land |
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Living someone elses dreams |
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Is letting life slip through your hands |
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All through the night |
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All through the night |
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Let it all go to the night |
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All through the night |
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All through the night |
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Let it all go to the night |
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When they wake in the morninng |
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When they knock on my bedroom door |
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They'll find the letter I wrote them |
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Said I'll go where I know there's more |
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There's a train that's leaving town at forty-five past the hour |
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There's no point in waiting around |
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The day is gone and the night is ours |
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All through the night |
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All through the night |
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Let it all go to the night |
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All through the night |
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All through the night |
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Let it all go to the night |
