| We stayed up waiting for the morning,
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| beneath the full moon on the snow.
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| You turned to me before you turned to go.
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| You said I’m always rushing through the day,
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| with my thoughts like bullets in my brain.
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| And I don’t need love it only gets in my way.
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| Oh baby are you free now?
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| Still living for the weekend.
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| Do you shout into the wind when you’re alone.
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| Oh baby are you stoned still?
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| Fired up and heavy eyes.
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| Is your love still like a mission in the night.
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| When you’re done with rolling all the dice,
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| and you’ve wrapped them up and thrown them to the sky.
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| Will you walk the river where we use to hide.
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| Oh baby are you free now?
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| Still living for the weekend.
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| Do you shout into the wind when you’re alone?
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| Oh baby are you stoned still?
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| Fired up and heavy eyes.
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| Is your love still like a mission in the night.
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| Do you really want to run along by, trails of gold and silver.
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| Don’t you want to throw your wishes out into the wild?
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| Do you really want to wake up to find, you just can’t remember.
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| How you use to be.
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| Oh baby are you free now?
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| Still living for the weekend.
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| Do you shout into the wind when you’re alone.
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| Oh baby are you stoned still?
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| Fired up and heavy eyes.
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| Is your lust still like a mission in the night. |