After tonight, there'll be no coming home soon
No tears of regret, no smell of her perfume
No more dancing feet to the beats that go boom
While I watch the sunrise all alone in my room...
No tears of regret, no smell of her perfume
No more dancing feet to the beats that go boom
While I watch the sunrise all alone in my room...
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