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The Fray Ungodly Hour

that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour Ungodly hour, ungodly hour Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour

am short on words knowing what's occurred She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour

am short on words knowing what's occurred She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour

am short on words knowing what's occurred She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour

I am short on words knowing what's occurred She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour