The lights are low
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And the music now is slow
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And we ask the night
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How can this be wrong and feel so right?
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They say it's true
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I'm a fool to trust in you
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But then who are they
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Who are they to know, I need you so
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Did you ever look in the mirror
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And see a stranger standing there
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Did you ever drive for miles and miles
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And wonder how on earth you got yourself there
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I feel your magic as we move and sway
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Seems like my self-control is slipping away
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Let me taste the love, let me drink the wine
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That's yours and mine
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Did you ever wake up in the morning
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To find that nothing, nothing was the same
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And the only thing that really matters
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Is the pleasure and the pain
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The lights are low
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And the music now is slow
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And we ask the night
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How can this be wrong, and feel so right?
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The Lights Are Low
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| Justin Hayward |
