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awakes and you see your mistakes. And you wish someone would buy your confessions. The days miss their mark and the night gets so dark. And some kind of message comes through to you. Some kind of
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he slips to the night This boring life and he leads of buying and selling stocks. Makes him feel he's growing old and tired. There's no joy or strife just by passing time. In this boring life He
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turned off all the lights. And we all stood around her. And sang Silent Night The organ is quiet now,. And Mama's gone. The sound of that Christmas Eve. Will live on and on. We sang all the old
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. Now you know where I'm fire turn it up. Like my song's full bless. I got this club going crazy and plus these ladies are smashed. I say we've been here before and this time the night is mine. But since
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I am fragile in the morning, I grow stronger in the day. I can sprint like a new spring doe by the fall of night. Love has chased me down through the cities and the towns. Until I stood beside the
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. The night we couldn't forget, when we decided. To move the furniture so we could dance. Like we stood a chance. Two paper airplanes flying, flying, flying. Chorus. Are we out, are we out, are we out of
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Were you were raised by the river. Down in the low, low land. Where the air is dark and sinister. In the night there's no safe place to stand In the reeds there are eyes that peek. Voices I can't
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. . When you had to go. I hated it so. I only wish the night. Was twice as long. . My heart cries out, more, baby. I love you so much. Wish that there was. More of you to touch. . Can't get enough
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In the yard, behind the church where. Butterflies and blackbirds search for. A safe place to rest the night away We will go down to the brook and. Sit upon the overlook then. Forget about the
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middle of us. (Chorus – part 2). I love the way we fight and stay up all night. And the way you look in the morning light. I let nothing in the middle, in the middle of us. (Verse). I don’t know. How the
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The moon and you appear to be so near and yet so far from me,. And here am I, on a night in June, reaching for the moon and you. I wonder if we'll ever meet, my song of love is incomplete,. I'm
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of the streets. In the neon unknown, I look for a sign. That I'm not on my own, that I'm not here alone. As the still of the night and the choke of the air. And the winners' delight and the losers
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sought, both night and day. For years through all, the you. S. A. The star I hitched my wagon to. Is very obviously you. . Of thee I sing, baby. Summer, autumn, winter, spring, baby. You're my
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Music Jarmo Kylmnen, Lyrics Juha Kylmnen The only hope in this endless night. Is to follow you through the shadows of the deepest blue, away from the light. I hear your voice is calling me "Don't
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tales. that would make your blood run cold. The northern lights have seen queer sights. but the queerest they ever did see,. was that night on the marge of Lake LeBarge. I cremated Sam McGee. Now
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tales. that would make your blood run cold. The northern lights have seen queer sights. but the queerest they ever did see,. was that night on the marge of Lake LeBarge. I cremated Sam McGee. Now
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!. Call to me, call to me. The roar of the curtain calls!. It starts when I dream of it all night, all night. The rush comes over me!. First thing when I see daylight, daylight. I know who I have to be
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a beacon into the night. To tell you, Im lonely. When I shut out the light Because a part of me left with you. So I feel lost inside. Sometimes I look into my mirror. I see you shinin' through my
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a beacon into the night. To tell you, Im lonely. When I shut out the light Because a part of me left with you. So I feel lost inside. Sometimes I look into my mirror. I see you shinin' through my
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a beacon into the night. To tell you, Im lonely. When I shut out the light Because a part of me left with you. So I feel lost inside. Sometimes I look into my mirror. I see you shinin' through my
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Sometimes I wonder why I spend. The lonely night dreaming of a song. The melody haunts my reverie. And I am once again with you When our love was new. And each kiss an inspiration. But that was
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Sometimes I wonder why I spend. The lonely night dreaming of a song. The melody haunts my reverie. And I am once again with you When our love was new. And each kiss an inspiration. But that was
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Sometimes I wonder why I spend. The lonely night dreaming of a song. The melody haunts my reverie. And I am once again with you When our love was new. And each kiss an inspiration. But that was
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Sometimes I wonder why I spend. The lonely night dreaming of a song. The melody haunts my reverie. And I am once again with you When our love was new. And each kiss an inspiration. But that was
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Sometimes I wonder why I spend. The lonely night dreaming of a song. The melody haunts my reverie. And I am once again with you When our love was new. And each kiss an inspiration. But that was
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past nin. Who will ever know how much she loved them so. That dark night alone in America. A quiet voice is singing something to me. An age old song about the home of the brave in this land here of
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. How it feels to be so ready for love, girl. Now that you're with me Tonight's your night. I want you to feel the power of our love. Tonight's your night. No one can stop us now When we met, I might
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. the sound of the bell. yeah. (I don't wanna be found in the sunshine. I don't wanna be dim like a night light. I don't wanna be down like the sunlight. I don't wanna go out like the moonlight. )
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On a hot summer night. Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?. Will he offer me his mouth? Yes Will he offer me his teeth? Yes Will he offer me his jaws? Yes Will he offer me
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night. . Observing trance awaking state. Lying still unknowing. Reciting the passages of time. Prepare for the impaling. . Lead hanneman. . Death's an art, flesh and earth never part,. A power
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of pains. Every single verse can only be born of the greatest of wishes. I wish I had one more night to live. A saint blessed me, drank me deeply. Spitting out the misery in me. Still a sinner rapes a
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laid on canvas. That can describe the stark and utter horror of the night that Annabel died. The emptiness will haunt you. ). This is a nightmare, is my Annabel really gone?. My eyes are stung by
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night. I wanna know what it's like. On the inside of love. I'm standing at the gates. I see the beauty above. Only when we get to see. The aerial view. Will the patterns show. We'll know what to do. I
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Bài hát The World Is Ours (Coca-Cola 2014 World's Cup Anthem) - Aloe Blacc, David Correy. From the sky to the sea to the air that we breathe. From the depths of the earth to the stars. (Light up the
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peace. The night can bring so many things. And you can wake up cold. So let me fly on night black wings. To find a feather. That's made of gold. Even a pig can fly. In winds of peace. When the whole world
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oughta be out playing ball and video games. Climbing trees or on a bike, just riding around. But it's hard to be a kid when you're the man of the house It's late at night and Larry King is on. And