Someone may have called, my line
From down below
When shadows are to find
The traces, I walk by your door
Things change
I can't see you anymore
And you go the places that we've gone
Never changing
Oh the light
In my life
Now it's midnight
The twilight
And we fly
Ever higher
In these streets of mine
And these streets, were our streets
And these streets, were mine.
Writer(s): Jessica Pratt
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