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When the night comes to dress you in the blackest of blues
Be sure to remember the sound of feet against cold ground tonight
Take hold, of anyone that comes along
Let the wind do the crying for you
For the fever in your heart it grows and grows
Let the wind do the crying for you
For the fever in your heart it grows and grows
When the street lights come to break their arms around your neck
Oh my god, oh what god is there to hold on to
I can tell you one thing, it ain't gonna be me
So go hang your head with the hanging lot
Let the wind do the crying for you
For the fever in your heart it grows
Let the wind do the crying for you
For the fever in your heart it grows