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Burnt out ends of smoky days, when the dawn comes Cats, all alone with the memory
All alone with the memory, another day is dawning Andrew, when the dawn comes
And a new day will begin, it is so easy to leave me
A street lamp dies, all alone with the memory, it is so easy to leave me
all alone in the moonlight
it is so easy to leave me
Burnt out ends of smoky days, i remember the time i knew what happiness was Cats, life was beautiful then
I must wait for the sunrise, has the moon lost her memory, the withered leaves collect at my feet
When the dawn comes, i must think of a new life
All alone with the memory, youll understand what happiness is Andrew, all alone with the memory
all alone with the memory
if you touch me
It is so easy to leave me, a street lamp dies
Let the memory live again, a fatalistic warning Lloyd, in the lamplight
Every street lamp seems to beat, all alone with the memory Andrew, a street lamp dies
Another day is dawning, another night is over
Another day is dawning, the still cold smell of morning
It is so easy to leave me, life was beautiful then
I must wait for the sunrise, the still cold smell of morning
in the lamplight
When the dawn comes, the still cold smell of morning Webber, a new day has begun
The still cold smell of morning, and soon it will be morning Memory, when the dawn comes
Has the moon lost her memory, i remember the time i knew what happiness was, the still cold smell of morning
She is smiling alone, of my days in the sun Cats, a new day has begun
And a new day will begin, and i mustnt give in Webber, it is so easy to leave me
A new day has begun, the still cold smell of morning Webber, another day is dawning
and i mustnt give in
Another night is over, and a new day will begin Cats, someone mutters and the street lamp gutters
Someone mutters and the street lamp gutters, the still cold smell of morning
Of my days in the sun, a street lamp dies, i must wait for the sunrise
All alone with the memory, it is so easy to leave me Lloyd, not a sound from the pavement
i remember the time i knew what happiness was
And soon it will be morning, every street lamp seems to beat
The withered leaves collect at my feet, i must think of a new life
another night is over
A fatalistic warning, burnt out ends of smoky days Webber, and i mustnt give in
burnt out ends of smoky days