Hot steamy night alone
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I wait for you.
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Cold brittle morning alone
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And I cry for you.
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And when you finally call,
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You cloak your moves in the shadows.
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Those days and nights I was good to you.
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They must not have meant very much to you.
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The night I needed you the most,
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My cries fell on deaf ears.
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And I'm running so hard to find it
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And I'm running so fast.
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And I'm telling you know to leave me,
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Our romance cannot last.
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And if someday I need to see you,
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I'll come back from the past.
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I'll come back and find you,
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I'll never leave you now.
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Those days and nights I was good to you.
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They must not have meant very much to you.
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The night I needed you the most,
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My cries fell on deaf ears.
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Now I don't want to play games with you.
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But I don't know what to say to you.
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The digits change so slowly now.
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I'm going it alone.
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And I'm running so hard to find it
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And I'm running so fast.
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And I'm telling you now to leave me,
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Our romance cannot last.
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And if someday I need to see you,
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I'll come back from the past.
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I'll come back and find you,
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I'll never leave you now.
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