Forty days and forty nights
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Pink and yellow neon lights
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The skyline here is such a lovely sight
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As far as I can see
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How can time move so slow
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Another flight, here I go
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And diamonds dance on water down below
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It never seems to end
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And I don't know where I'm going
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But I know where I've been
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And I can't wait to see your face again
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So I walk these empty streets
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To be with you, to be with you
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'Till I find a place where I am free
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To be with you, to be with you
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Walking through these iron gates
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I have learned to love this place
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But nothing seems to fill this empty space
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Here inside of me
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And I'm standing here along
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Left my heart when I left home
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God, I wish that you were here with me
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So I walk these empty streets
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To be with you, to be with you
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'Till I find a place where I am free
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To be with you, to be with you
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Even though I can't be where you are
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You're always in my heart
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So I walk these empty streets
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To be with you, to be with you
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'Till I find a place where I am free
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To be with you, to be with you
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To Be With You
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| Rick Price |
