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    STARING AT YOUR
    J. Bon Jovi
    You think you know me just because you know my name
    You think you see me 'cause you've seen every line on my face
    You want to want me just because I say that I want you
    But does it matter if anything I'm saying is the truth
    You need somebody, somebody to hold on to
    But this ain't the movies and we ain't heroes
    Chorus:
    Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
    The streetlights buzz as the cars roll by and the moon don't give a damn
    My boots just keep on walkin', but my heart don't understand
    Why I'm staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
    I said I want you, but when we woke up one of us was crying
    You rolled over and all you said was -
    "Man, I think I'm dying"
    Our song is over, this band of gold has been feeling like a noose
    You place your bets, 'cause no one thinks they'll lose
    Chorus
    The light of love can blind you 'til you cover up your eyes
    And you try to find the reason not to say good-bye
    It's the curse of every sailor standing on dry land
    Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
    The night is fading, like my old tattoo
    A heart and a dagger, that says "Forever"
    Chorus:
    Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
    The streetlights buzz as the cars roll by and the moon don't give a damn
    I'm getting tired of talkin', even I don't understand
    Why I'm staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
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