Richard Marx - Endless Summer Nights

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Richard Marx - Endless Summer Nights

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I was born on the banks of eternity
A page of the history it teaches
Not a care, lived my life like a hurricane
Leaving everything along the way in pieces

Some may have cheered, some may have wondered
If I am flesh, if I am stone
Thoughts of you tear through me like thunder
You are the light that has led me back home

Take me to the river, baby
Wash away the lies
I've got no reputation living in your eyes
Take me to eternity
Let me bury this disguise

A southern boy has it harder sometimes
It's like you were climbing a razor
You were there when my dreams had all turned to dust
And the man in the mirror was a stranger

Look at me now, a soulless survivor
No mask can hide the man that I've made
You ease my pain
Your make it silent
Slowly I feel it beginning to fade

I want to feel it
Rushing over me into the tide
I want to taste it
Every moment 'til the end of my life

I have laid still, adrift in you memory
Hoping your faith would erase all the years
Maybe some time, maybe some magic
Maybe your love will make everything clear

Take me to the river, baby
Wash away the lies
I've got no reputation living in your eyes
Take me to eternity
Let me bury this disguise

Take me to the river, baby
Wash away the lies
There are no expectations hiding in your eyes
Take me to eternity
And let me bury this disguise


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