.I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love,
As she lies here beside me asleep with the night.
Her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow,
Reflecting the flow of the winter moonlight.
But I've got to creep down the alley way,
Fly down the highway,
Before they come to ca.
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