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 IT'S LATE
It's late and I'm tired
But wired for you
Up just a writin'
And notice you're up too

Not too late to let you know
My love still grows freely
Without asking anything
Just knowing you're there

I care from a distance
Can't, won't show it all
'Cause it's not right
Being up all night
I could fall
I could fall.

2/25/1994 cj



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