goodnight
from: front porch to the moon
-- ©2005 by Dennis McGregor and Brent Alan

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When we met, it felt good.
When we left, even better.
Is it wrong what we did?
Are you reading my letter?

Are you with, someone else?
Is he, reading too?
Does he, understand
what we, had to do?

Wanna guess, what I'm wearin'?
Can you tell, that I'm drunk?
But I still, can remember
some thoughts, that we thunk.

I'm thinking of you, I know it ain't right
I just called again, to say goodnight, goodnight

Our love, was like a fire
'least that's, what we thought
I wish it was true
but I know that it's not

And if love, is a lie
then lie, if you must
if love is a drug
then who can you trust?

I'm thinking of you, I know it ain't right
I just called again, to say goodnight,
goodnight, goodnight, goodnight.

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