| She took me on a rollercoaster
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| I have never gone down
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| We bought an old farm house
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| And paid to have it all torn down
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| We sat under an oak tree
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| And watched as every leaf hit the ground
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| The sky became a painting
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| We watched as the planes crashed down
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| I’m waiting for the night to save us
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| I’m waiting for the night to take us
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| I’m waiting for the night to wake us
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| I’m waiting for the night to break us
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| We stood atop the jukebox
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| And sang until the cavalry came
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| Our thoughts were bleeding colors
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| The rifles cocked and took their aim
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| And we took off all our clothes
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| And marched in a perfect line
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| We sat and talked for hours
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| Laughed and drank the cheapest wine
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| I’m waiting for the night to save us
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| I’m waiting for the night to take us
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| I’m waiting for the night to wake us
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| I’m waiting for the night to break us
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| I’m waiting for the night to save us
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| I’m waiting for the night to take us
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| I’m waiting for the night to save us
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| I’m waiting for the night to break us
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| I don’t know where to go
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| And I don’t know where is my home
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| But we carry on
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| I don’t know where to go
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| And I don’t know where is my home
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| But we carry on
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| I’m waiting for the night to save us
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| I’m waiting for the night to take us
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| I’m waiting for the night to wake us
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| I’m waiting for the night to break us
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| I’m waiting for the night to save us
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| I’m waiting for the night to take us
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| I’m waiting for the night to wake us
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| I’m waiting for the night to break us
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| Carry on
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| Carry on |