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Day turns to night when all is said and done I guess I wanted to be the lonely one When I looked up, I've got your thoughts on my mind Don't dim the lights until I've faded intuition's blind Oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh Some call it strange, it's just a frame of mind I never said that was ideal don't mean it ain't sublime Beneath the moon, beyond the rising sun And as the stars come we'll have some fun Oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh And it gets dark Though I don't know why Can't seem to think alright Just wish that you'd come by-I-I-I-I-I Oh, oh From Letras Mania