(originally by The Romany Rye)

 If tonight’s the night, then today’s my day
 That I should hang it all on display.
 Yours was just a loser's game,
 And I decided that I should play.

 Throw your arms around my neck,
 I won’t be soon to forget.
 Throw your arms around my neck,
 I won’t be soon to forget.

 Felt the wind’s direction beginning to change.
 Clouds so softly full of rain.
 The Summer fell and the Winter sprang.
 Now it’s all a feeling I can’t get back again.

 Throw your arms around my neck,
 I won’t be soon to forget.
 Throw your arms around my neck,
 I won’t be soon to forget.

 Cloudy thoughts against a clear blue sky.
 When the feeling came, I felt like getting high,
 With no sense to try to find my peace of mind.
 ‘Cause maybe I was born to win, dissatisfied.

 Throw your arms around my neck,
 I won’t be soon to forget.
 Throw your arms around my neck,
 I won’t be soon to forget.

 Throw your arms around my neck,
 I won’t be soon to forget.
 Throw your arms around my neck,
 I won’t be soon to forget.
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