| What’s left of the night’s just arrived
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| Tonight is given to you and me
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| What’s left of the night’s better side
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| The wind is sending you with us
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| Tonight is sending you and me
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| Down a road the blind can see
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| Same old crazy conversation
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| It should come as no surprise
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| I’d bet the western skies
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| We’re in a sticky situation
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| I’d bet on what’s left of the night
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| But I wouldn’t say goodbye
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| What’s left of the night’s at our feet
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| Put one foot in front of the other
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| What’s left of the night’s bittersweet
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| Better chance to lose your cover
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| Tonight is sending you and me
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| Down a road the blind can see
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| Same old crazy conversation
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| It should come as no surprise
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| I’d bet the western skies
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| We’re in a sticky situation
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| I’d bet on what’s left of the night
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| But I wouldn’t say goodbye
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| What’s left of the night’s in the air
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| He don’t dare to make suggestions
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| What’s left of the night he don’t care
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| He’s just there for misdirection
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| Tonight is sending you and me
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| Down a road the blind can see
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| Same old crazy conversation
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| It should come as no surprise
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| I’d bet the western skies
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| We’re in a sticky situation
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| I’d bet on what’s left of the night
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| But I wouldn’t say goodbye
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| What’s left of the night’s like a ghost
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| In the darkness there she lingers
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| What’s left of the night’s very most
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| And she’s slipping through our fingers
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| Tonight is sending you and me
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| Down a road the blind can see
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| Same old crazy conversation
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| It should come as no surprise
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| I’d bet the western skies
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| We’re in a sticky situation
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| I’d bet on what’s left of the night
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| But I wouldn’t say goodbye
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| I’d bet on what’s left of the night
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| But I wouldn’t say goodbye
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| But I wouldn’t say goodbye
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| I wouldn’t say goodbye
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| But I wouldn’t say goodbye
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| I wouldn’t say goodbye |