Lonely Roads

On the lonely roads you see the other kinds of love
Then she said the night is young like a virgin in the snow
You can't see her till she's close and then our walls are falling in
And then our walls are falling in
And then our walls are falling in
And then our walls are falling in

Aah-aah-aah-aah
Eee-eee-eee-hee ...

On the lonely roads you see there all kinds of love
Then she said the night is young like a virgin in the snow
You can't see her till she's close and then our walls are falling in
And then our walls are falling in
And then our walls are falling in
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