42 lyrics for "I'm alone again"

When the smoke is going down I climb the stage again this night 'Cause the place seems still alive Just when you make your way back home I find some time to be alone I go to see the place once more Just like a thousand nights before This is the place
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Somebody's been drinking Somebody's been thinking about us Somebody's all alone, picking up the phone Somebody's gonna be knocking Saying 'hey can I stay, one more time, it's ok' So here we go again And they know they ought to just hang up Somebody's
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I'm back in the saddle again Ridin' high Ridin' into town alone by the light of the moon I'm lookin' for old Sukie Jones, she crazy horse saloon Barkeep gimme a drink, that's when she caught my eye She turned to give me a wink, that'd make a grown man
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I will follow I feel my temperature rising. My body explodes. I feel like somebody's watching, like I'm not alone, I stopped I Vowed right then and said that, Whatever path you take, wherever you might go, Whenever you decide to leave, I will follow, I
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The girl from the wadi hammamat Sometimes it seems like a beautiful dream Lovely as a green parakeet I awake alone again In the desert of my dreams A fertile oasis i have seen I cast my voice to the burning winds Across the dunes khamsin khamsin Bring
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When the smoke is going down I climb the stage again this night 'Cause the place seems still alive Just when you make your way back home I find some time to be alone I go to see the place once more Just like a thousand nights before This is the place
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Can't get you out of my head Out of, out of my head Out of my headphones It's like the record stopped spinning And you're gone again and I'm stuck here alone I turn it up, you turn me on It takes me back It takes all night long
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What I would give to sleep my life away I'd never feel alone again And yet it's still the same when I'm dreaming Cause at the end of the day it's just me in my own head What's the point of existence With this incurable sickness Just show me the door Give
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They taped over your mouth Scribbled out the truth with their lies Your little spies Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone Just the one two of us is counting on That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again Crush, crush, crush, crush, crush (one,
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