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| There are times, That you wake up in the night, You�re unable to sleep, There�s something on your mind, It might be anything, It just keeps you away, From the resting you need, From the sleepy fealing, It just keeps your mind running all the time� In these times, I write some songs, So I could recall, What was on my mind, What was wrong, What was good, Just what was on my mind, And these songs, I read, When I�m fealing wrong, To keep me, On the road, Caus tonight I might, Write another song, Just for you, Or for me, Just another song� St�phane Desjardins, 97-07-06
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