| You’re still alive, but older
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| Now the nights are gettin' colder
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| The jukebox in the corner
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| Still plays the same old song
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| You’ve had enough of cryin'
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| The game’s up, love’s been dying
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| Too many times you’ve tried
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| Once more you’re proven wrong
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| Observing all the rules
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| Broken careless just by fools
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| But still love’s so much more
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| Than a transient caprice
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| So hold on to your dreams
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| Cause love’s an endless flow
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| That leaves no afterglow
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| To the beauty of our life
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| Far away where passion’s rife
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| Come stay with me tonight
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| Let us keep the flame alight
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| Til the morning goes to show
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| I’ll never let you go…
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| She might come like a shower
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| Or in the wee small hours
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| Just wait until you’ve seen
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| The final curtain fall
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| No, it’s not an illusion
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| In spite of your confusion
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| Your heart’s still beatin' and
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| One day you’ll hear the call
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| They’re playing different games
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| Simply interchanging names
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| But they will never find
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| What you bear in your mind
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| (so hold on to your dreams)
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| Cause love’s an endless flow
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| That leaves no afterglow
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| To the beauty of our life
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| Far away where passion’s rife
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| Come stay with me tonight
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| Let us keep the flame alight
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| Til the morning goes to show
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| I’ll never let you go |