| Catherine was a waitress, down at Maissy street 85
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| waiting for tomorrow, holding on to find her way
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| I would give her my heart, and my soul
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| I would wait till the days, we’re standing face to face
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| Is it that just standing down the route, in the rain
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| Is it that just trying to hold on but you cant find the way
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| I will give you my heart, it’s all that I can say
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| Cause you’re the light, inside my heart
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| babe, it’s you
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| She’s like November rain, a kind of some silver spark in winter days
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| waiting for tomorrow, holding on the find my way
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| I would give you my heart, and my soul
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| I would wait till the days, we’re standing face to face
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| Is it that just standing down the route, in the rain
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| Is it that just trying to hold on but you cant find the way
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| I will give you my heart, it’s all that I can say
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| Cause you’re the light, inside my heart
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| babe, it’s you
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| She’s like November rain, a kind of some silver spark in winter days
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| Na Na Na Na Na…
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| Catherine was a waitress, down at Maissy street 85
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| waiting for tomorrow, holding on to find her way
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| Way.
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| Way.
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| Is it that just standing on the route, in the rain
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| Is it that just trying to hold on but you cant find the way
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| I will give you my heart, it’s all that I can say
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| Is it that just standing on the route, in the rain
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| Is it that just trying to hold on but you cant find the way
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| I will give you my heart, it’s all that I can say
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| Cause you’re the light, inside my heart
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| babe, it’s you
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| mmm… |