(Gary Moore)
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The waves comin' in,
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Sweeping up on the shore.
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Bringing back the time
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When our love was here before.
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Clouds sinking down,
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The hills are turning black.
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I've seen it all before,
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Think I'll make my way back.
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Once there was laughter
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Where now there's only pain.
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All the childrens' sand caverns
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Turn to mud by, by the rain.
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My feet, they are sinking,
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I'm feelin' so alone.
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I see the storm is comin',
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Time to make my way home.
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Cold wind is ablowin',
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Thunder he cracks.
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I have seen it all before,
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Think I'll make my way back.
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On Second Thoughts
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| Colosseum II |
