| Television light
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| Shining through a hundred bedroom windows
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| I was out last night
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| Walking all around the streets that we know
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| Tales to tell are behind every door
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| No two are quite the same
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| You and I know a few of our own, thats for sure
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| Days and days have gone
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| But I still clearly can remember
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| A crowded avenue
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| On a monday evening in november
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| On our way to your old place downtown
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| You held my hand tight
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| There was light and laughter and music all around
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| What I wouldnt wish for nearly came true
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| To throw your love away
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| Was what I didnt want to do Its written on my heart, the way I feel for you
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| To make your bitter tears fall
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| Was what I didnt want to do What I didnt want to do Television light
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| Shining through a hundred bedroom windows
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| I went out last night
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| Walking all around the streets that we know
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| Sometimes love will bring you down one day
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| Then back up another day
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| Make you right, make you wrong, make you do it anyway
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| What I didnt wish for nearly came true
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| To throw your love away
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| Was what I didnt want to do
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| I truly realize now what I already knew
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| To make your bitter tears fall
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| Was what I didnt want to do What I didnt want to do Sometimes love will bring you down one day, and back up another day
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| Make you right, make you wrong, make you do it anyway
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| What I wouldnt wish for, nearly came true
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| To throw your love away, is what I didnt want to do Its written on my heart, the way I feel for you
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| To make your bitter tears fall, is what I didnt want to do What I didnt want to do |