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It’s
two thirty A.M.
I’m not sleeping again
The clock on the walls laughing
Its hands are creeping again
It ain’t right
All this tossing and turning and rolling over again
It ain’t right
If I had you here with me baby, I might make it through the
night
I walk the streets
Try talking to myself
Talking does no good
When there’s nobody else
It ain’t right
All this wandering just thinking how long it might last
It ain’t right
If I had you here with me baby
I might make it through the night
Every night’s this way, no peace for me
Everyone said it might get like this, now I finally see
I pick up the phone
Just to see who’s at home
See if anybody else
Could feel this alone
It ain’t right
All this calling and falling all over myself
It ain’t right
If I had you here with me baby
I might make it through the night |
Written by Loss Rayne
Published by Tawakani Music (ASCAP)
© Copyright 2006 All rights reserved |
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