| go on and wait for me
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| cos the night is not for sleep
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| and i don’t want to leave
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| cos i don’t know where i wake or when i lay down
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| it goes round and round
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| every night in this country
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| i was trying to get by with thoughts of the brighter time
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| in the middle of despair whilst shaking i was thinking this time i’ve had
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| enough, i’ve had enough
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| the black river runs so deep
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| so i drove off the road
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| light in the trees lead me to the beach
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| where do you think you are
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| i don’t know it feels right
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| hey i’m not leaving
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| go on and wait for me
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| cos the night is not for sleep
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| and i don’t want to leave
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| cos i don’t know where i wake or when i lay down
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| it goes round and round
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| tonight at the seaside
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| near the water i’m thinking that this must be the place
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| i live for the bonfires and the sun from the coast to the speaker shake their
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| ground, shake their ground
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| underneath the quiet comes
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| the way we’ll turn it up again
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| go on and wait for me
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| cos the night is not for sleep
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| and i don’t want to leave
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| cos i don’t know where i wake or when i lay down
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| it goes round and round
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| go on and wait for me
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| cos the night is not for sleep
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| and i don’t want to leave
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| cos i don’t know where i wake or when i lay down
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| it goes round and round
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| just tonight
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| just tonight
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| just, just tonight
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| just, just tonight
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| go on and wait for me
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| cos the night is not for sleep
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| and i don’t want to leave
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| cos i don’t know where i wake or when i lay down
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| it goes round and round
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| go on and wait for me
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| cos the night is not for sleep
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| and i don’t want to leave
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| cos i don’t know where i wake or when i lay down
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| it goes round and round |