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Echoes In The Night
(Brooker / Fisher / Reid)
There's a song you might remember
It's been played a thousand times.
And the words they keep returning,
I know every single line.
Please don't stop that music playing.
Turn the jukebox way up high.
Let the memories wash over me,
Just like echoes in the night.
Hold on to those echoes in the night,
Save them, don't let them out of sight.
Hold on to those echoes in the night,
Midnight got me feeling alright.
There's a guy you might remember,
He was big in '69.
Had a simple little story,
With a message in the rhyme.
When I heard that music playing,
I felt like dancing in the street.
Now I hear a different drummer
And a different kind of beat.
Hold on to those echoes in the night,
Save them, don't let them out of sight.
Hold on to those echoes in the night,
Midnight got me feeling alright.
There's a face you might remember,
Though her name you won't recall.
Had her picture in the papers
And her posters on the wall
From Los Angeles to Broadway,
You could see her name in lights,
Now the fantasy has faded
Just an echo in the night.
Hold on to those echoes in the night,
Save them, don't let them out of sight.
Hold on to those echoes in the night,
Midnight got me feeling alright.
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Midnight got me feeling alright.
Hold on to those echoes in the night,
Save them, don't let them out of sight.
Hold on to those echoes in the night,
Just an echo in the night.
Now the fantasy has faded
You could see her name in lights,
From Los Angeles to Broadway,
And her posters on the wall
Had her picture in the papers
Though her name you won't recall.
There's a face you might remember,
Midnight got me feeling alright.
Hold on to those echoes in the night,
Save them, don't let them out of sight.
Hold on to those echoes in the night,
And a different kind of beat.
Now I hear a different drummer
I felt like dancing in the street.
When I heard that music playing,
With a message in the rhyme.
Had a simple little story,
He was big in '69.
There's a guy you might remember,
Midnight got me feeling alright.
Hold on to those echoes in the night,
Save them, don't let them out of sight.
Hold on to those echoes in the night,
Just like echoes in the night.
Let the memories wash over me,
Turn the jukebox way up high.
Please don't stop that music playing.
I know every single line.
And the words they keep returning,
It's been played a thousand times.
There's a song you might remember
(Brooker / Fisher / Reid)
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