Jimmy got lost, in a schoolboy phase
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You see the lines got crossed, at a young and tender age
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He dropped out of school, and the new crowd he'd meet
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He left his broken home, for a new life, out on the street
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See the young boys laugh, gettin' high on a midnight run
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They've got it all figure out, they don't need no help
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from anyone
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Jimmy never knew real love in his heart
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No feelings remain
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Somehow he knew he'd never be a part
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So alone with his pain
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When the night comes down
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Out there on the streets, so many sad, sad stories
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When the night comes down
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They're runnin' out of hope, in this land of glory
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They're runnin' in the night
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See the young boy cry, he's cryin' out, all alone
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And the hurt inside, he's gotta face it all on his own
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And the church bells ring, and the lord is praised
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But they ain't got time for Jimmy, on their holy, holy days
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Jimmy never felt real love in his heart
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No feelings remain
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Somehow he knew he'd never be a part
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So alone with his pain
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When the night comes down
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Out there on the streets, so many sad, sad stories
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When the night comes down
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They're runnin' out of hope, in this land of glory
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When the night comes down
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Its a cold hearted town, nothin' but a battleground
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And they're runnin' out of hope, ooh, when the night
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comes down
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On this battleground
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So many, so many sad, sad stories
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You can see it every night
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When the night comes down
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See the young boy cry
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When The Night Comes Down
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| Foreigner |
