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Lletres: Marshall Crenshaw. Television Light.

Television light
Shining through a hundred bedroom windows
I was out last night
Walking all around the streets that we know

Tales to tell are behind every door
No two are quite the same
You and I know a few of our own
That's for sure

Days and days have gone
But I still clearly can remember
A crowded avenue
On a Monday evening in November

On our way to your old place downtown
You held my hand tight
There was light and laughter
And music all around

Oh, what I wouldn't wish for
Nearly came true
To throw your love away
Was what I didn't wanna do

It's written on my heart
The way I feel for you
To make your bitter tears fall
Was what I didn't wanna
What I didn't wanna do

Television light
Shining through a hundred bedroom windows
I went out last night
Walking all around the streets that we know

Sometimes love will bring you down one day
Then back up another day
Make you right, make you wrong
Make you do it anyway

Oh, what I didn't wish for
Nearly came true
To throw your love away
Was, what I didn't wanna do

I truly realize now what I already knew
To make your bitter tears fall
Was what I didn't wanna do
What I didn't wanna do

Sometimes love will bring you down one day
And back up another day
Make you right, make you wrong
Make you do it anyway

Oh, what I wouldn't wish for
Nearly came true
To throw your love away
Is what I didn't wanna do

It's written on my heart
The way I feel for you
To make your bitter tears fall
Is what I didn't want to do
What I didn't wanna do

What I didn't wanna do
What I didn't wanna do
What I didn't wanna do

Marshall Crenshaw