| Don’t tell me there’ll be no more nights for us
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| Don’t say there’ll be no more delights for us
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| I had a premonition
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| That we couldn’t fly no more
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| Don’t tell me we’ve run out of road, a dead end
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| Don’t say things I already know, my friend
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| We had a bad position
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| But we could not find a cure
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| Now we know for sure
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| The times we let the madness shine
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| They felt so fine, although the dice were loaded
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| We knew the future was blown
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| The days we let the fires blaze
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| We drank the rays 'til the craziness exploded
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| The way we left alone
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| The way you waved good-bye
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| Don’t tell me that our love turned us in, untrue
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| Don’t say that we can’t meet again, me and you
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| We had a proposition
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| Then it ran right out the door
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| The way that we came in before
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| It was the way you waved good-bye
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| The way you waved good-bye |