| There are nights when the world is asleep
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| and I’m alone with my questions
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| I ask myself if I can go back again
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| Would I do things just the same?
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| Would I leave behind the (???) I left
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| and all the loves and places
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| on every sheet inside my bed?
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| Would I do things just the same?
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| If this was my last night on earth
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| If this was my last palm
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| I would say the things I never said
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| If this was my last night on earth
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| If this was my last night on earth
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| I would give it all I got
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| I would give it all I got
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| Well, every mile I walk along my way
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| I find a place and a meaning
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| Is that a reason for the things I’ve done
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| for every day that I was gone?
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| I’d reveal my sects soon
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| All my hopes and fears to you
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| I wouldn’t mind carrying the weight
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| It wouldn’t be too late
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| If this was my last night on earth
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| If this was my last palm
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| I would say the things I never said
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| If this was my last night on earth
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| If this was my last night on earth
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| I would give it all I got
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| I would give it all I got
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| There are nights when the world is asleep
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| and I’m alone with my questions
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| I ask myself if I can go back again
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| Would I do things just the same?
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| If this was my last night on earth
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| If this was my last palm
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| I would say the things I never said
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| If this was my last night on earth
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| If this was my last night on earth
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| I would give it all I got
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| I would give it all I got |