Echoes of another time
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Playing lightly on my mind
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There's many rivers still cross
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To temper bitterness and loss,
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Though what you say is true
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This might be it for me and you
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Maybe we can draw that line
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Maybe another time.
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Well I wanna do what's right
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But maybe not tonight.
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Memories of another town
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Those pretty eyes, that pretty frown.
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In the long grass where we lay
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And let the whole world fall away.
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And though in time we've walked apart,
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You were always in my heart
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Maybe we should say goodbye
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But maybe not tonight.
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I remember you were just a child
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Burning brightly and running wild
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We married on an August night
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No priest, no church, just the big moon shining bright.
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Maybe we should be moving on,
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And figure what is done is done
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Maybe we should break those vows
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But maybe not right
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Maybe we should do what's right
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But baby not tonight.
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Maybe we should both just do what's right
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But baby not tonight.
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Maybe Not Tonight
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| Glen Hansard |
