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The Lonely End Of The Rink
作词：Robert Edwin Baker, Gordon Edgar Downie, John Philip Fay, Paul Joseph Langlois, Robert Gordon Sinclair
I looked up and you were there
Just sitting there, all alone
Holding your fist in the air
And if you need me, you're on your own
You drove me home through a snowy tomb
And I fell asleep in my seat
I had the dream of having no room
You were there, just staring at me
At the lonely end of the rink, you and me
At the lonely end of the rink, you and me
Oh, to join the rush
As the season builds
I hear your voice â€~cross a frozen lake
A voice from the end of a leaf
Saying, 'You won't die of a thousand fakes
Or be beaten by the sweetest of dekes'
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At the lonely end of the rink, you and me
At the lonely end of the rink, you and me
At the lonely end of the rink, you and me
At the lonely end of the rink, the lonely end of the rink
Oh, to join the rush
As the season builds
Jump into the rush
As the seasons build
You drove me home through a snowy gloom
And I fell asleep in my seat
Then I had the dream of having no room
You were there, just staring at me
At the lonely end of the rink, you and me
At the lonely end of the rink, you and me
At the lonely end of the rink, you and me
At the lonely end of the rink, the lonely end of the rink
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