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Can we sit by ocean? just to think of you?
Swoosh
swoosh
swoosh
As the water hits the rocks.
Lets stare up at the stars, like a blanket made of light.
Oh, the sand with its warmth laying flat up ahead..
Lets stare up at the stars, for tonight.. the night of the dead.Today.
Why just a year ago, i was not alone.
For i was with you, watching the moon.
The same moon, that i Hope, u might just be watching too.Tho' you are far away now, i musn't forget
This night, for tonight, is the night of the dead.As the water hits the rocks.
Lets stare up at the stars, like a blanket made of light.
But tonight, oh tonight, i see ur smile.
In the lights of the dark,
For tonight, just tonight, the night of the dead.But the memories, do fade, and the water becomes rotten,
By tomorrow, yes tomorrow, the pain will be forgotten.
As the water hits the rocks.
Lets stare up at the stars, like a blanket made of light.
Oh, the sand with its warmth laying flat up ahead..
Lets stare up at the stars, for tonight.. the night of the dead.
swoosh
swoosh
As the water hits the rocks.
Lets stare up at the stars, like a blanket made of light.
Oh, the sand with its warmth laying flat up ahead..
Lets stare up at the stars, for tonight.. the night of the dead.Today.
Why just a year ago, i was not alone.
For i was with you, watching the moon.
The same moon, that i Hope, u might just be watching too.Tho' you are far away now, i musn't forget
This night, for tonight, is the night of the dead.As the water hits the rocks.
Lets stare up at the stars, like a blanket made of light.
But tonight, oh tonight, i see ur smile.
In the lights of the dark,
For tonight, just tonight, the night of the dead.But the memories, do fade, and the water becomes rotten,
By tomorrow, yes tomorrow, the pain will be forgotten.
As the water hits the rocks.
Lets stare up at the stars, like a blanket made of light.
Oh, the sand with its warmth laying flat up ahead..
Lets stare up at the stars, for tonight.. the night of the dead.
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