Some Nights
Some nights you talk to me
And some nights you don’t
Some nights you call me
And some nights you wont
Some nights your a friend
And some nights your a lover
Some nights your lame
And some nights you try and spit your game
Some nights you want me
Some nights you hate me
Some nights we talk for hours about nothing
And some nights we talk for minutes about something
Some nights think of you makes me want to cry
And some nights you save me because I think I want to die
Some nights I wonder if we will ever be
But then I wonder what night will you set me free?
Copyright © Amanda Swan | Year Posted 2005
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