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Nightingale ....I like the way it feels To burn my soul into my heels I don't want to go home I don't hide the scars I have They no longer make me sad I don't want to go home And I can't quite remember The last time when you kissed me I've seen the open road The nightingale sings to a rose I've killed a cold black night It's lefting wings and breaking light I don't want to go home And I can't quite remember The last time when you kissed me I can't quite remember your face I can't quite remember The feel of your hands And I ..... When you kissed me......... Rocco Deluca