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Forty days and forty nights |
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Pink and yellow neon lights |
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The skyline here is such a lovely sight |
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As far as I can see |
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How can time move so slow |
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Another flight, here I go |
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And diamonds dance on water down below |
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It never seems to end |
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And I don't know where I'm going |
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But I know where I've been |
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And I can't wait to see your face again |
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So I walk these empty streets |
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To be with you, to be with you |
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'Till I find a place where I am free |
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To be with you, to be with you |
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Walking through these iron gates |
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I have learned to love this place |
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But nothing seems to fill this empty space |
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Here inside of me |
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And I'm standing here along |
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Left my heart when I left home |
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God, I wish that you were here with me |
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So I walk these empty streets |
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To be with you, to be with you |
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'Till I find a place where I am free |
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To be with you, to be with you |
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Even though I can't be where you are |
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You're always in my heart |
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So I walk these empty streets |
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To be with you, to be with you |
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'Till I find a place where I am free |
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To be with you, to be with you |
