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night hits like cold-air wounds united by songs that we know all too well. straight to the floor for all it's worth that i didn't call a friend, still you go, and that's how i know you now. talk to myself. an endless waltz in shorthand through countless thoughts. and how my worthless talk and worthless give. a warm touch and falling eyes. a soft glow. a dance i can't hide. so hear me when i call to you. lend your ear and you'll know. a sigh of joy. a sign of hope. a song you'll sing back to me in all the years to come. and i'll have never said a word or done so much to deserve you, let alone be loved by you. lend your ear and you'll know. ( angel i wont regret on my way home "oh, i know" angel where have you been i've waited oh so long "oh, i know" ) From Letras Mania