| Turn on the radio.
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| We’ll play it way down low.
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| There’s a tear in your eye that’s reflecting the fire’s glow.
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| And I wish that this night would never end.
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| The sun ain’t gonna be my friend.
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| Lying here awaiting here and wishing I knew when-----
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| We’ll never have to say goodbye again.
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| You must leave, I know you will.
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| I won’t let you go until you show me the secret.
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| For making this time stand still.
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| And somewhere sometime from now together again somehow.
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| All of the waiting will seem like a moment and then----- (*)
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| The whole night afraid to see the light.
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| And the whole day crying.
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| Wishing I knew when----- (*) |