When your only friends are hotel rooms
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Hands are distant lullabies
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If I could turn around I would tonight
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These roads never seemed so long
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Since your paper heart stopped beating leaving me suddenly alone
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Will daybreak ever come?
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Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?
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Who's gonna drive you home?
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I just want one more chance
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To put my arms in fragile hands
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I thought you said forever
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Over and over
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A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
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These thoughts run through my head
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Over and over
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Complaints of violins become my only friends
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August evenings
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Bring solemn warnings
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To remember to kiss the ones you love goodnight
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You never know what temporal days may bring
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Laugh, love, live free and sing
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When life is in discord
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Praise ye the lord
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Who's gonna call on Sunday morning?
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Who's gonna drive you home?
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I just want one more chance
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To put my arms in fragile hands
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I thought you said forever
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Over and over
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The sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
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These thoughts run through my head
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Over and over
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Complaints of violins become my only friends
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I thought you said forever
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Over and over
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The sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
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These thoughts run through my head
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Over and over
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Complaints of violins become my only friends
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I thought you said forever
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Over and over
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These thoughts run through my head
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Paperthin Hymn
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| Anberlin |
