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Along the promenade we stroll together hand in hand Two strangers til this very night both in a far off land A chance encounter brought us here but choices made us stay Just how this night will end for us, alone, I cannot say We talk of home and family of battles lost and won We walk as stars and moonlight fade replaced by the rising sun At dawn we turn and head for home or what passes for it now And part upon your hotel steps with a doffed hat and a bow Tomorrow we will meet once more in the centre of the city square Where we can take a carriage ride to examine this affair One night alone is not enough and I feel that I want more I sense that you may feel the same but I need to know for sure So as we ride the promenade sat together hand in hand I will tell you how I feel for you that you may understand.
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Jul 17, 2010
Jul 17, 2010 at 7:39 PM UTC
In the days before Black and White
Along the promenade we stroll together hand in hand Two strangers til this very night both in a far off land A chance encounter brought us here but choices made us stay Just how this night will end for us, alone, I cannot say We talk of home and family of battles lost and won We walk as stars and moonlight fade replaced by the rising sun At dawn we turn and head for home or what passes for it now And part upon your hotel steps with a doffed hat and a bow Tomorrow we will meet once more in the centre of the city square Where we can take a carriage ride to examine this affair One night alone is not enough and I feel that I want more I sense that you may feel the same but I need to know for sure So as we ride the promenade sat together hand in hand I will tell you how I feel for you that you may understand.
a-thomas-hawkins
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Jul 17, 2010
Jul 17, 2010 at 7:39 PM UTC
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