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Police Regatta De Blanc

: The afternoon has gently passed me by The evening spreads its sail against the sky Waiting for tomorrow Just another day God bid yesterday goodbye

: Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk forever Walking on the moon We could

: You want something corny? You got it There's a house on my street And it looks real neat I'm the chap who lives in it There's a tree on the sidewalk

: I've got a lump in my throat about the note you wrote I'd come on over but I haven't got a raincoat Have we got contact You and me? Have we got touchdown

: No time for the complexities of conversation No time smiles, no time for knowing No time for the intricacies of explanation No time for sharing, even

: Bed's too big without you Cold wind blows right thru my open door I can't sleep with your memory Dreaming dreams of what used to be When she left

The afternoon has gently passed me by The evening spreads its sail against the sky Waiting for tomorrow Just another day God bid yesterday goodbye Bring

Wake up Make up Bring it up Shake up Stand by Don't cry Watching while the world die Big car Movie star Hot tip Go far Blind date Too late Take a bus

(Instrumental)