Late at night
When everyone seems to hide
You may fight
Holding it all inside
When it's light
Regain your sense of pride
All is right
Everything bad has died
Died, died, died
And you will find me, waiting by your side On the week days
I can never win
Then the week end
I am spread so thin
Moving slowly
Going nowhere
Hold me closely
Show me you care
Care, care, care
And you will find me, waiting by your side

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