
come around and say you love me.
hang your heart in lights above me.
(is that too much to ask for?)
when the night descends upon us,
take a shower, dry your hair by the furnace.
i'll watch you from the corner.
telephones and old typewriters,
words of love along the wires.
let's make it work tonight.
telegraphs and birds that fly
through air so still you hear me sigh.
let's make it work tonight.
(tonight, tonight.)
then furious you threw the picture,
eye cap in hand; an awful mixture.
that kind of hard love is the worst.
i try to speak but you don't hear me.
when you're gone you still feel near me for a while.
(for a little while.)
i've tried telephones and old typewriters, words of love along the wires,
but nothing is working tonight.
i've tried telegraphs and birds that fly through air so still you hear me sigh.
(but nothing is working tonight.)
tonight... please let's make it work tonight.
please, let's make it work tonight, tonight...
"tonight," by stars
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wonderful photograph
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