I made tonight a memory
I can walk the miles and miles
I left a shadow at her feet
I can see her all alone
The night itself a revelry
I can dream this out for a while
I keep her lost in lock and key
Cuz she's just my kind of style
 [bad word] 
She takes my hand and leads me in
It is not over
She sets the mood and so I begin
And I walk over
She speaks the word to make me grin
Can I please have her?
We grab a hold to brace the end
This is where I am speaking of

I made tonight a memory
Yea you took me higher and higher
You make it hard for me to leave
But [bad word] back to you
 [bad word] 
She takes my hand and leads me in
It is not over
She sets the mood and so I begin
And I walk over
She speaks the word to make me grin
Can I please have her?
We grab a hold to brace the end
This is where I am speaking of

I crawl my way
Back in your end
To hear you speak
And dream again
To touch your lips
From deep within
bit like love and heroin
I cross the grave
Invite the bends
Carry you out
When the world ends
Across the wave
It lures you in
You're in my arms
Just like the wind

It's not over, over, over
It's not over, over, over
 [bad word] 
She takes my hand and leads me in
It is not over
She sets the mood and so I begin
And I walk over
She speaks the word to make me grin
Can I please have her?
We grab a hold to brace the end
This is where I am speaking of

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I crawl my way
Back in your end
To hear you speak
And dream again
To touch your lips
From deep within
bit like love and heroin
I cross the grave
Invite the bends
Carry you out
When the world ends
Across the wave
It lures you in
You're in my arms
Just like the wind