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by David Jones & Steve Pitts
Now that the party's over,
Now that the noise is through,
Now that the room is empty,
There's only me and you,
I think that I might just fall in love with you, with you.
There were so many people
Trying to talk to you,
Telling you how they need you,
Trying to get to you,
I think that I might just fall in love with you, with you.
Thoughts ring through my head,
All the things that you said
Didn't seem to matter early on,
But, now that the people have gone,
I think that I might just fall in love with you, with you.
Now that you know how I feel,
Everything's up to you,
Now that the party's over
Tell me what I should do,
I think that I might just fall in love with you, with you,
With you, with you,
With you, with you,
With you, with you.
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