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Someone may have called my line
From down below
Where the shadow's hard to find, the traces
That due woe
In this town, I walk by your door
Things change, I can't see you anymore
And you go the places that we've gone before
Never changin'
All the lights in my life are fading
Heaven high, Lord grant I remaining
Now it's midnight, the twilight, the evenin' on
And you fly ever higher in these streets of mine
And these streets were our streets
And these streets were mine

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