Stay
and
help
me
to
end
the
day.
And
of
you
don't
mind,
We'll
break
a
bottle
of
wine.
Stick
around
and
maybe
we'll
put
one
down,
Because
I
wanna
find
what
lies
behind
those
eyes.
Midnight
blue
burning
gold.
A
yellow
moon
is
growing
cold.
I
rise,
looking
through
my
morning
eyes,
Surprised
to
find
you
by
my
side.
Rack
my
brain
to
try
to
remember
your
name
To
find
the
words
to
tell
you
good-bye.
Morning
dues.
Newborn
day.
Midnight
blue
turned
to
gray.
Midnight
blue
burning
gold.
A
yellow
moon
is
growing
cold.
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