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Rod Stewart för 30 år sedan, eller, Kim Fransson idag!
Love this song.
Lately as it seems we don´t get along to well,
with all the circumstances that surround us.
It´s like we´re caught between the way we feel today
and all of the nostalgia that blind us.
Here comes the night and the hardest part of all,
no morning light to recieve my lonely call,
oh no, here comes the night.
As every colour turns to grey my courage fades away
the dream of you and me is going under.
The ticking of the clock is the only friend I´ve got
to help me make it through the darkest hour.
Here comes the night and the hardest part of all,
no morning light to recieve my lonely call,
oh no, here comes the night.
So I pray for the moring sun to take me from here,
right back to where we begun whwn you ewrw near
and I pray that you`ll be the one to make my worries disappear.
Here comes the night and the hardest part of all,
no morning light to recieve my lonely call,
oh no, here comes the night.
Lately as it seems we don´t get along to well,
with all the circumstances that surround us.
Love this song.
Lately as it seems we don´t get along to well,
with all the circumstances that surround us.
It´s like we´re caught between the way we feel today
and all of the nostalgia that blind us.
Here comes the night and the hardest part of all,
no morning light to recieve my lonely call,
oh no, here comes the night.
As every colour turns to grey my courage fades away
the dream of you and me is going under.
The ticking of the clock is the only friend I´ve got
to help me make it through the darkest hour.
Here comes the night and the hardest part of all,
no morning light to recieve my lonely call,
oh no, here comes the night.
So I pray for the moring sun to take me from here,
right back to where we begun whwn you ewrw near
and I pray that you`ll be the one to make my worries disappear.
Here comes the night and the hardest part of all,
no morning light to recieve my lonely call,
oh no, here comes the night.
Lately as it seems we don´t get along to well,
with all the circumstances that surround us.
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