Jukebox the Ghost - When the Nights Get Long Lyrics
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When the Nights Get Long
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What Are The Lyrics For When the Nights Get Long By Jukebox the Ghost?
What do you see
When you're lit up next to me But you feel so far And it's all so strange That you never saw the change You just felt something go missing in the dark I wanna write you a letter I wanna write you a song I wanna make it better I wanna write you a letter I wanna write you a song I wanna make it better When the nights get long When the nights get long When the nights get long A couple of words Lit up on a screen Yeah it's all just make believe And from what I've heard There's miles between What we say and what we mean I wanna write you a letter I wanna write you a song I wanna make it better I wanna write you a letter I wanna write you a song I wanna make it better When the nights get long When the nights get long When the nights get long So I told myself if I'm given the chance I won't hold back anymore I'm not gonna keep it all in Not gonna keep it all in Then I close my eyes and try to hide But all of a sudden It's you and me in the middle of it all I wanna write you a letter I wanna write you a song I wanna make it better I wanna write you a letter I wanna write you a song I wanna make it better So I wrote you a letter I'll turn it into a song Does it make it better When the nights get long When the nights get long When the nights get long When the nights get long When the nights get long |
Who Wrote When the Nights Get Long By Jukebox the Ghost?
Ben Thornewill, Daniel Romer-friedman
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What's The Duration Of The When the Nights Get Long By Jukebox the Ghost?The duration of When the Nights Get Long is 3:26 minutes and seconds. |
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