| Here comes the night again
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| The full moon is shining through
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| No love lost on baby blue
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| That抯 when I see your face
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| Or maybe it’s a ghost of you
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| It seems like you see everything I do
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| I run through the streets of town
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| And you’re there when I turn around
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| It doesn’t matter where I go
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| I still know
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| When I finally find
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| Finally find
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| My love, I’ll still be getting over you
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| When I finally find
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| Finally find
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| My love, I’ll still be getting over you
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| So this is the kind of love
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| Like a touch from a black silk glove
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| And the hand keeps drawing me to you
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| And it gets underneath your skin
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| To a place you can never win
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| And you don’t even know if the love was true
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| Well I remember better days
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| When your touch was a warm embrace
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| With a memory that’s twisting me
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| I can see
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| When I finally find
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| Finally find
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| My love, I’ll still be getting over you
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| When I finally find
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| Finally find
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| My love, I’ll still be getting over you
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| Oh I know
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| Got to find a way to let you go
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| And walk away
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| I can see
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| There will always be a little part of me |
| That’s part of you
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| No matter what I do
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| When I finally find
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| Finally find
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| My love, I’ll still be getting over you
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| When I finally find
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| Finally find
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| My love, I’ll still be getting over you |