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Texty: Edwin McCain. Lost in America. Losing Tonight.

I can't believe it
What my eyes are seeing
When the big wheel stops turning
There's nothing left to believe in

Release me from this moment
Because I can't hold on anymore
And I'm fallin' into darkness
Will you be there to break my fall?

It's too late to worry
I'll wait until morning
Comes around again
'Cause it feels like
I'm losing tonight

When I'm fighting the reasons
Changing all I believe in
I'm reaching out slowly
To the distant ship she'll be

As the colors fade
To a different shade
In this town
The waters never flow

Release me
From this moment
I need to let go

It's too late to worry
I'll wait until morning
Comes around again
'Cause it feels like
I'm losing tonight

As the colors fade
To a different shade
In this town
The waters never flow

Release me
From this moment
'Cause I need to let go

It's too late to worry
I'll wait until morning
Comes around again
'Cause it feels like, oh
I'm losing, well, I'm losing tonight

Yeah, I'm losing tonight
Well, I'm losing tonight
Losing tonight

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