Tonight the moon is so dark
No light from used to be shiny stars
The cold breeze is hushing
Through the window of Living
Tonight is not like the other night
Birds are confusedly tweeting tight
Wondering where to stay
Sit on this branch or land on a hay
Tonight might be the best
Tonight all my tears may shed
For tonight one heart will start to ponder
Standing on the midst of dim and hoping to be better
No light from used to be shiny stars
The cold breeze is hushing
Through the window of Living
Tonight is not like the other night
Birds are confusedly tweeting tight
Wondering where to stay
Sit on this branch or land on a hay
Tonight might be the best
Tonight all my tears may shed
For tonight one heart will start to ponder
Standing on the midst of dim and hoping to be better
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