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Overnight
By: Alan Berger
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A lot can happen overnight
Continue again and make it right
I could come over there
You could come over here
Will not be meeting in the middle
The middle disappeared
You may go to bed a loser
Dreaming of gone lovers
The worst FICA in the nation
And wake an overnight sensation
Sometimes I do not
Sleep so tight
One eye watches the other
The cigarette glow is too bright
The things I am trying to forget
Just renewed its memory course
Recalling in full force past regret
A lot can happen overnight
While you plane and deplane
Your coach seat flight
Many a time
Held at the gate
You wait too long to fly
As another cancelled
Dream goes bye bye