The night wind howls way up in the canyon
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The moon comes out while fog rolls in
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One more time I'm waiting for the spirit of the past
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To appear and trouble me again
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Time goes by like a sail on the ocean
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Sleep won't come though my eyes grow dim
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And in the dark I see what I have seen a hundred times
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The ghost, the ghost of might have been
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Oh, it's you
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You keep me hanging on
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You're the one whose memory I see
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Yeah you, you hang on till the dawn
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And it's you and what we knew, that's killing me
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The love we shared was the dream of a lifetime
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The joy we knew, our reason to be
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And if it's hard to live without some happiness or love
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Worst of all is this hopeless misery
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oh, it's you-
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I don't know who to blame
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And it really doesn't matter anymore
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I'm trying hard to keep the past
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From driving me insane
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But somehow I keep hoping, to see you at that door
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Early morning sun is rising
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I can see it rising through the haze
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Someone's walking up my stairs, knocking at my door
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Lord how I've longed to see that face
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Oh, it's you-..
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You
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| John Kay & Steppenwolf |
