| The night wind howls way up in the canyon
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| The moon comes out while fog rolls in
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| One more time I’m waiting for the spirit of the past
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| To appear and trouble me again
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| Time goes by like a sail on the ocean
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| Sleep won’t come though my eyes grow dim
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| And in the dark I see what I have seen a hundred times
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| The ghost, the ghost of might have been
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| Oh, it’s you
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| You keep me hanging on
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| You’re the one whose memory I see
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| Yeah you, you hang on till the dawn
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| And it’s you and what we knew, that’s killing me
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| The love we shared was the dream of a lifetime
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| The joy we knew, our reason to be
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| And if it’s hard to live without some happiness or love
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| Worst of all is this hopeless misery
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| Oh, it’s you…
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| I don’t know who to blame
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| And it really doesn’t matter anymore
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| I’m trying hard to keep the past
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| From driving me insane
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| But somehow I keep hoping, to see you at that door
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| Early morning sun is rising
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| I can see it rising through the haze
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| Someone’s walking up my stairs, knocking at my door
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| Lord how I’ve longed to see that face
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| Oh, it’s you….
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| © 1981 Rambunctious Music
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| ASCAP |