Your clothes spread out on the floor
Just like it was before
A homerun is a hit I'll never score
The hours before the break of dawn
Are as fragile as a song
And can go on and on and on and on and on
We wait for the light
To break through the summer night
I hope I run into you tomorrow
And I hope you will talk to me until
The morning comes until the morning comes
Looking for my clothes on the floor
I gently close the door
In times like these you're all I'm looking for
I swear to God I know that I
Want to struggle to get by
The fact that all the good things someday die
Because all the good things someday die
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