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On those long nights
we would tell each other our dreams,
we would listen to James Taylor with passion
and we were so eager to grow up
and travel and travel far away.

On those long nights
we smoked too much,
we moved our arms like wings
and stayed up late until the mascara ran
and there were no more promises.

We were like queens of the big town
and we believed in God
and we believed in God.

On those long nights
everything was harder
our lives were anxious and controlled
and we even dreamed of being happy
and escaping the devil in time.

On those long nights
someone cried too much
and others swallowed sweet tears
and with time everyone forgot the reasons
except you and me.