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It's a beautiful night for me to be here
With my empty head
I should have stayed at home
And watched the weather
It's a wonderful night buts it's a shame
Because there is an empty bed
I should have stayed at home
'Til I got better
And nothing's changing
The record's scraping round and round and round
And nothing's changing
The people drive their cars to town
I ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
I ask the weatherman by Monday
I ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
I ask the weatherman, yeah
It's a beautiful night for me to be here
Now our love is dead
I should have stayed at home
And watched the weather
Well it's a wonderful night
But this is it now
I've left your head
I should have stayed at home
'Til I got better
And nothing's changing
The record's scraping round and round and round
And nothing's changing
The people drive their cars to town
The people drive their cars
These people drive me
I ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
I ask the weatherman by Monday
I ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
I ask the weatherman, yeah
Nothing's changing
The record's scraping round and round and round
Nothing's changing
The people drive their cars
These people drive me
I ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
I ask the weatherman by Monday
I ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
I ask the weatherman by Monday
I ask the weatherman to sent a cloud my way
I ask the weatherman by Monday
The weatherman
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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