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by Gabby   Jun 26, 2006


Twelve oclock midnight

Seems just right

To fall into a deep sleep

Almost past midnight

Falling just might

Be the death of me

Falling falling faster every time

I hit the ground once or twice

Oh, how nice of you to stop by

You opened your wings so

We could fly upon the clouds

Of the night, bright night

Oh what a bright night

Its feels so right to be beside you

On this lovely evening

This lovely evening just might die

Tonight[x3]

We fly across the town

With every single breathe we take

No mistake that we cant make

Broken windows at our feet

Nothing they can see

Cause we blind them with our love

The love that they cant see

Is only just the beginning

The beginning of the death of me

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