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Scaggs Boz Speak Low

Sing a song of sad young men Glasses full of rye All the news is bad again Kiss your dreams goodbye All the sad young men Sitting in the bars Knowing

I wish I knew Someone like you could love me I wish I knew You place no one above me Did I mistake this For a real romance? I wish I knew But only you

You and your smile Hold a strange invitation Somehow it seems We've shared our dreams But where? Time after time In a room full of strangers Out of the

Senza fine Let it always be senza fine There's no end to our love Our hopes our dreams our sighs No end at all, no sad goodbyes No fears, no tears, no

Somewhere, someday We'll be close together, wait and see Oh, by the way This time the dream's on me You'll take my hand And you'll look at me adoringly