There it is, another weekend’s fled.
I’ve said what I have said: the wrong, the right —
But you’re still beautiful my friend. You are —
So, now from all of me to you
Goodnight
There it is, another weekend’s fled.
I’ve said what I have said: the wrong, the right —
But you’re still beautiful my friend. You are —
So, now from all of me to you
Goodnight
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Good night, my friend.