The children are sleepin',
Our talk can begin.
We've waited until they've gone to bed.
We knew they would cry,
When we said goodbye,
And I'd rather leave quietly instead. We can never be happy,
We've quarrelled from the day that we met.
We both know it's true.
Our love was too weak,
But too strong to let us forget.
To pull our dreams through,
I hope we can salvage a few memories,
To carry us through the long night. The clock's strikin' midnight, yesterday's gone.
And there's no tomorrow in sight.
The thick walls of pride, In our efforts to break through,
The wall's still remainin',
With harsh words that burned to the core.
But the words broke inside,
And strengthened the walls even more.
I hope we can salvage a few memories, The clock's strikin' midnight, yesterday's gone.
To carry us through the long night.
And there's no tomorrow in sight.
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