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These Mem’ries We’re Making Tonight

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 23.08.2012

If this night should last forever and we'd never have to face
What tomorrow would bring
Well if time stood still tonight I'd keep holding you tight
Throughout eternal flame
But this old world's gonna keep on turnin'
And the morning sun will soon be shining bright
And we'll always remember these mem'ries we're making tonight.

There's no one waiting up for me at home
And the one who should be missin' me don't even know I'm gone
So let's do all we can together the morning sun will soon be shining bright
And we'll always remember these mem'ries we're making tonight.

There's no one waiting up for me at home
And the one who should be missin' me don't even know I'm gone
So let's do all we can together the morning sun will soon be shining bright
And we'll always remember these mem'ries we're making tonight.

And we'll always remember these mem'ries we're making tonight...


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