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It gets inside you like the sun, |
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it makes you wet just like the rain |
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It makes you sound so sentimental, |
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it's a lovely kind of pain |
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I used to dream, |
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I used to dream about Verona |
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I used to dream, to dream, |
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I used to dream about Verona |
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And if there ever was an earthquake, |
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I'd go down in the earth with you |
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And if there ever was an avalanche, |
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I'd landslide down with you |
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I used to dream, |
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I used to dream about Verona |
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I used to dream, |
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I used to lean over the side of the boat |
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And get hypnotized by the water and dream |
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It's up in the trees it's up to me |
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It's out of the blue, out to you |
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I used to dream, |
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I used to dream about Verona |
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Yeah Romeo you are pricellifelessfeles, |
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Skipping star to scar to star |
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I used to dream you'd be |
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Slipping, slipping from me |
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Burnbreathingating, breathing, |
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Sleeping, in me |
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I used to lean over the side of the boat |
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And get hypnotized by the water and dream |
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Slipping, slipping, slipping, |
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Slipping from me |
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Burning, burning, breathing, |
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Sleeping in me |
