| I’ve had many times, I can tell you
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| Times when innocence I’d trade for company
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| And children saw me crying
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| I thought I’d had my share of that
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| But these miss you nights
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| Are the longest
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| Midnight diamonds (midnight diamonds)
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| Stud my heaven (stud my heaven)
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| Southward burning
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| Lie the jewels that eye my place
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| And the warm winds (and the warm winds)
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| That embrace me (that embrace me)
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| Just as surely kissed your face
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| Yeah these miss you nights
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| They’re the longest
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| (How I missed you) How I missed you
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| I’m not likely to tell
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| I’m a man
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| And cold day light buys the pride I’d rather sell
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| (All my secrets) All my secrets
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| Are a wasted affair
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| You know them well
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| Thinking of my going
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| How to cut the thread
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| And leave it all behind
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| Looking windward for my compass
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| I take each day as it arrives
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| But these miss you nights
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| Are the longest
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| (Lay down) Lay down all thoughts of your surrender
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| It’s only me who’s killing time
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| (Lay down) Lay down all dreams and themes once remembered
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| It’s just the same
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| This miss you game
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| Yeah these miss you nights |