| Waiting for the moon to come and light me up inside
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| And I am waiting for the telephone to tell me I’m alive
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| Well I heard you let somebody get their fingers into you
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| It’s getting cold in California
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| I guess I’ll be leaving soon
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| Daylight fading
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| Come and waste another year
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| All the the anger and the eloquence are bleeding into fear
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| Moonlight creeping around the corners of our lawn
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| When we see the early signs that daylight’s fading
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| We leave just before it’s gone
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| She said «everybody loves you,»
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| she says, «everybody cares»
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| But all the things I keep inside myself
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| they vanish in the air
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| If you tell me that you’ll wait for me
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| I’ll say I won’t be here
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| I want to say good-bye to you
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| Good-bye to all my friends
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| Good-bye to everyone I know
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| Daylight fading
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| Come and waste another year
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| All the the anger and the eloquence are bleeding into fear
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| Moonlight creeping around the corners of our lawn
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| When we see the early signs that daylight’s fading
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| We leave just before it’s gone |