The Troubadour Songtext
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Night falls like a blanket
Upon a city that never sleeps
I′ve got a head full of dreams
That I just can't live down

Heading home I turn a corner and hear
A sound I haven′t heard in years
Something that's always been there
I just can't remember where

Memories of places I′ve never seen

The cold cuts deep into his bones
The wind cuts deep into his thoughts
Still his fingers cut deep
Cut deep into the soul
Two stars flicker in the night
They carry each other through the sky tonight


Heading home I turn a corner and hear
A sound I haven′t heard in years
Something that's always been there
I just can′t remember where

Memories of places I've never seen

The cold cuts deep into his bones
The wind cuts deep into his thoughts
Still his fingers cut deep
Cut deep into the soul

No one sees him walk away into the night
No one sees that he gets home tonight
Tonight
The cold cuts deep into his bones
The wind cuts deep into his thoughts
Still his fingers cut deep
Cut deep into the soul