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Once I walked through the halls of a station |
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Someone called your name |
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In the street I heard children laughing |
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They all sound the same |
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Wonder, could you ever know me |
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Know the reason why I live |
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Is there nothing you can show me |
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Life seems so little to give |
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Once I climbed up the face of a mountain |
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And ate the wild fruit there |
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Fell asleep until the moonlight woke me |
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And I could taste your hair |
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Isn't everybody dreaming! |
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Then the voice I hear is real |
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Out of all the idle scheming |
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Can't we have something to feel |
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Once upon a time leaves me empty |
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Tomorrow never comes |
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I could sing the sound of your laughter |
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Still I don't know your name |
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Must be some way to repay you |
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Out of all the good you gave |
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If a rumour should delay you |
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Love seems so little to save |
