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It gets so dark before the dawn
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That's when it gets to me
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Before the city symphony of taxi horns
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That's the way it always starts,
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Sitting here and waiting on the beating of my heart.
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Last night I thought I heard my
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name
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Well it was too dark to see, but it had to be,
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The voice was just the same
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That's the way it always starts,
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Sitting here and waiting on the beating of my heart.
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So tell me why should it have to
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be this way
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Why can't it be all right,
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Why can't I sleep at night?
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Why should it have to be this way?
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Why must there be this price to pay?
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Now all the streets are dark and
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bare,
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Oh, if you can live in this town,
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And stick around, you can live anywhere
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That's the way it always starts,
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Sitting here and waiting on the beating of my heart.
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The way It always starts
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| Gerry Rafferty |
