These are the hard years
The years in which we learn
So much of the truth
Someone could have told me
It takes work
It takes practice
But it shows us
What our love is worth
After sleepless nights
These are my tired eyes
The eyes in which you see
So much of the truth
I wish that you could find me
It takes work
It takes practice
But it shows us
What our love is worth
And I reach out to you
In the dark of night
At the break of day
Are we together in this
Are we here to stay
In the dead of night
At the end of the day
Maybe we steal a moment
Can we meet again
Can we meet again
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