Stop the clocks and turn the world around. Let your love lay me down. And when the night is over, there' ll be no sound. Lock the box and leave it all behind. On the back seat of my mind. And when the night is over, where will I rise?
What a night for a dance.You know I'm a dancing machine.With the fire in my bones and the sweet taste of kerosene.I get lost in the night so high don't wanna come down to face the loss of the good thing that I have found.
I don't want what you want, I don't feel what you feel. See, I'm stuck in a city, but I belong in a field.
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
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