Will she come to me, to keep
me company
Won't know till the sun comes
up again
Gotta take the good with the
bad
Sometimes I wish I never had
my say
Always goes that way, or is
it just the way I feel today?
Voices across the way
Mm, mm, mm.
Will she come to me, to keep
me company
Won't know till the sun comes
up again
Won't know till the sun comes
up again
Won't know till the sun comes
up again
Won't know till the sun comes
up again
Won't know till the sun comes
up again
Won't know till the sun comes
up again
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