The night came down upon Us
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The brave were left alone
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Though life was loud and crowded
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Some people never spoke
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The digging out the traumas
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The growing of our hopes
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And we'll turn into a radio song
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We'll forget those red eyes and silly alibies
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We'll say life is a song and It's one you could
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Whistle and dance to It
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Dance to It Dance to It Dance to It...
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And we'll turn into a radio song
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We'll forget those red eyes and silly alibies
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We'll say life is a song and It's one you could
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Whistle and dance to It
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Dance to It Dance to It Dance to It...
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The night came down upon Us
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We found ourelves alone
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The hiding all the traumas
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The reasons We'd asked for
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And we'll turn into a radio song
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We'll forget those red eyes and silly alibies
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We'll say life is a song and It's one you could
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Whistle and dance to It
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Dance to It Dance to It Dance to It...
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And we'll turn into a radio song
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We'll forget those red eyes and silly alibies
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We'll say life is a song and It's one you could
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Whistle and dance to It
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Dance to It Dance to It Dance to It...
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Oh where have those good times gone?
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You should have been given more should
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Have been given love
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And we'll turn into a radio song
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We'll forget those red eyes and silly alibies
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We'll say life is a song and It's one you could
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Whistle and dance to It
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Dance to It Dance to It Dance to It...
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Nostalgia
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| Elisa |
