| To the whole room, her eyes are numb
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| As she reads from a true love story.
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| From the pages of a book, her lover comes.
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| Her heart bleeds, it’s a true love story.
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| Misty shape in the window by her bed,
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| Dreaming on what she’s read.
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| Hero takes her hand and leads her through.
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| Who knows what this night will do?
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| Only in the blue night, he comes to her
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| Only in the blue night.
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| That’s when the whole night belongs to her,
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| Only in the blue night.
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| I see a dark face by the moon’s glow
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| As she reads from a true love story.
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| Beckoning hand scratching at the window.
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| Her heart bleeds, it’s a true love story.
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| Misty path and the night is endless.
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| She could be a queen or a desert princess.
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| Hero takes her hand and leads her through.
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| Who knows what this night will do?
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| Only in the blue night,
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| Only in the blue night.
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| That’s when the whole night belongs to her,
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| Only in the blue night.
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| She wants to break free
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| From the cold light of reality.
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| And as she drifts away,
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| I hear her voice say, «come away.»
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| Dark skin glistening by the silver light.
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| This is the hero come tonight.
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| And taking her hand, he leads her through.
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| Who knows what this night will do?
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| Blue, blue night,
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| Only in the blue night.
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| Blue, blue night,
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| Only in the blue night.
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| Blue, blue night,
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| Only in the blue night.
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| Blue, blue night. |