| The night was so young and everything still
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| The moon shining bright on my window sill
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| I think of her lips, it chills me inside
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| And then I think why does she have to hide
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| Is somebody gonna tell me why she has to hi-i-ide
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| She’s passin’it by, she won’t even try
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| To make this love go where it should
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| The sky’s turnin’gray, there’s clouds overhead
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| I’m still not asleep, I’m in my bed
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| I think of her eyes and it makes me sigh
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| I think of her voice and it makes me cry
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| Is somebody gonna tell me why she has to lie-i-ie
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| She’d be so right to hold me tonight
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| Love was made for her and I It’s three o’clock I go to my sink
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| I pour some milk and I start to think
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| Is she asleep or is she awake
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| And does she think of the love we could make
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| Wake up, call me baby call me tell me what’s on your mi-i-ind
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| I’ve got a car and you’re not too far
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| Please let me come over to you
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| The night was so young and everything still
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| The moon shining bright on my window sill
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| I think of her lips, it chills me inside
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| And then I think why should she hide |