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When your only friends are hotel rooms
Hands are distant lullabies
If I could turn around I would tonight
These roads never seemed so long
Since your paper heart stopped beating, leaving me suddenly alone
Will daybreak ever come?
Who's gonna call on Sunday morning, who's gonna drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands
I thought you said forever, over and over
One sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
These thoughts run through my head over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends
August evenings
Bring solemn warnings to remember
To kiss the ones you love goodnight
You never know what temper days may bring
Laugh and love, live free and sing
When life is in discord, praise ye the Lord
Who's gonna call on Sunday morning, who's gonna drive you home?
I just want one more chance
To put my arms in fragile hands
I thought you said forever, over and over
One sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
These thoughts run through my head over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends
Friends!
Woah, woah
I thought you said forever, over and over
One sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
These thoughts run through my head over and over
Complaints of violins become my only friends
I thought you said forever, over and over (and over, and over)
These thoughts run through my head
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