| It’s the crack of noon
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| And I sit here watching you sleeping
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| I only wish that I could remember your name
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| But I know it’s written on a matchbook somewhere
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| And maybe I’ll find it, and maybe I’ll care
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| Or maybe your’ll fix me with one of those stares
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| And put up a fight
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| So when you awake I admit I’m relieved
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| When you flash me a smile like a diamond
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| And just for a moment I almost believe
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| In love at first light
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| I propose a breakfast of coffee and aspirin
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| You laugh, suggesting a raw egg or two
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| But oh was it ever so good being bad?
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| Like a couple of vampires, deliciously mad
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| Saying this is the best blood that we’ve ever had
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| So we drank it all night
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| And it we untangle the webs that we weave
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| Then maybe there’s room for more laughter
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| Cause just for a moment I almost believe
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| In love at first light
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| Feeling cold
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| You put a robe 'round my shoulders
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| Smile and pull one of your favorite books form my shelf
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| Let’s opens the curtains and let out the dark
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| And if the sun doesn’t melt us and there’s still a spark
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| And we do something human like walk in the park
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| The spark could ignite
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| So maybe I’m moonstruck, or maybe naive
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| But I know there’s a God and a Devil
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| So maybe I’m crazy enough to believe
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| In love at first light |