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On a night like
this
When the light dies slow
And we all forget
What we think we know
And the mountains are torn
From the burning sky
And the stars are born
As the mountains die
And the stars have that
Faraway
look in their eyes
On a night like this
On a night like this
In the almost black
When we all forgive
What we can't take back
And the only clouds
Are the ones we breathe
There is no sound
There is no breeze
And time is held in the breathless trees
On a night like this
On a night like this
When the lonely light
Is enough to see
This is the only night like this
This is the only night like this
© Copyright 1998 by Richard Middleton (ASCAP).
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