I made tonight a memory
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I can walk for miles and miles
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I left a shadow at her feet
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I can see her all alone
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The night itself a reverie
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I can dream this out for a while
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I keep her lost in lock and key
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Cause she's just my kind of style
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[Chorus:]
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She takes my hand and leads me in
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It is not over
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She sets the mood and so I begin
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And I walk over
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She speaks the word to make me grin
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Can I please have her?
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We grab a hold to brace the end
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This is where I am speaking of
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I made tonight a memory
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Yea you took me higher and higher
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You make it hard for me to leave
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But I'm coming back to you
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[Chorus:]
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She takes my hand and leads me in
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It is not over
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She sets the mood and so I begin
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And I walk over
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She speaks the word to make me grin
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Can I please have her?
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We grab a hold to brace the end
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This is where I am speaking of
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I crawl my way
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Back in your head
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To hear you speak
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And dream again
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To touch your lips
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From deep within
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A bit like love and heroin
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I cross the grave
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Invite the bends
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Carry you out
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When the world ends
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Across the wave
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It lures you in
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You're in my arms
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Just like the wind
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It's not over, over, over
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It's not over, over, over
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[Chorus:]
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She takes my hand and leads me in
|
It is not over
|
She sets the mood and so I begin
|
And I walk over
|
She speaks the word to make me grin
|
Can I please have her?
|
We grab a hold to brace the end
|
This is where I am speaking of
|
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[x2:]
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I crawl my way
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Back in your end
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To hear you speak
|
And dream again
|
To touch your lips
|
From deep within
|
A bit like love and heroin
|
I cross the grave
|
Invite the bends
|
Carry you out
|
When the world ends
|
Across the wave
|
It lures you in
|
You're in my arms
|
Just like the wind
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[x4 in Background:]
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It's not over, over, over, over
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My Heroine (It's Not Over)
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| Angels And Airwaves |
