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In our lives |
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Love has hid her face to save her heart from breaking |
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Into feeling |
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In your eyes |
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Joy gives way to pain |
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Save your tears for the rain |
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Visions stop at the ceiling |
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Without each other |
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What would we be |
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We long to feel free |
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And in our dreams |
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We see |
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What we need |
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I hardly recognize myself it's such a strange thing |
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To find another woman walking in my blue jeans |
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I've come so far and I've been so long away from home |
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I'm like a photograph who's image is still changing |
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The letter that I never sent to you explaining |
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All I want is a place for my heart to belong |
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In our minds |
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We have weapons and cures for disease |
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And a light year in the instant that it takes us to conceive |
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Without each other |
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Where will we go |
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Someday we will know |
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And if we want to |
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We will grow |
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Closer and closer together |
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I hardly recognize myself it's such a strange thing... |
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To find another woman walking in my blue jeans |
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I've come so far and I've been so long away from home |
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I'm like a photograph whose image is still changing |
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The letter that I never sent to you explaining |
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All I want is a place for my heart to belong |
