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and the footsteps will remind you of a time you were young with endless dreams running in your mind and the thoughts you shared were dreamt in different ways never knew how soon you'd say those were the days and you find yourself swearing at the liars now you seem to cope just when you've lost all hope Time The other side of midnight Where the young girls used to play And look, there's another on dying away... Time The other side of midnight Is a mystery I pray That I won't be taken away - away As if footsteps would remind you all this time You are old ad greay and the songs don't seem to rhyme All the thoughts you shared were done in different ways Never knew how soon you'd say those, those were the days And you find yourself forgiving all the liars Now you hide your fears from open window fires And you find yourself caring for the liars Some you will regret, some you will forget
