The day is nearly ended hurry home to your bed
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My nights are oh so lonely come and lay down your head
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The eyes of all our children growing heavy with sleep
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And with one final flicker into a world full of dreams.
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Oh I need you now through the lonely nights
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And when the morning comes upon us
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I'll be holding you so close to me.
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The grass is never greener either side of the wall
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If I am here or somewhere many miles away
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For I have come to realize nothing changes at all.
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Oh I need you now through the lonely nights
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And when the morning comes upon us
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I'll be holding you so close to me.
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Smallcreep's Day VII. At The End Of The Day
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| Mike Rutherford |
