That Is My Life, That Is Yours
I don't know where you are tonight
My lost love
I searched all day and through the night
And up above
I asked the florist for a light
Outside a club
He told me maybe you're inside
But no luck
I took the bus to Bishopsgate
And opened up
Night was warm
But it's late and it's war
And it's late and it's war
And it's late and it's war
And it's late
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