I've Got To Go - Tiny Dancers

The nightmare is stirring as the wind does howl

The shadow is growing as the sun goes down

And i’ve got to let you in

And i’ve got to take you with me

And i’ve got go

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The stars are shining but not for you

The earth’s revolving away from you

And i’ve got your hand to win

And i’ve got take you with me

And i’ve got to go

From here

The trees keep growing as we die

And all that is left of us will rise into the sky

And i’ve got to let you in

And i’ve got to take you with me

And i’ve got to go

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