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by Mark Johnson |
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Beyond this world came a power |
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Struck into me |
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I don't know how |
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It happened slow |
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I want you to know |
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Her love is true music and it |
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Radiates around |
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Here comes a new day: clouds roll away |
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Don't ask me, |
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I don't know a thing |
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Let's drive to town across the border line |
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Her love is true music and it |
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Radiates around |
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My chance for true happiness |
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It waits upon her kiss |
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How can it be, it feels so good to know all this |
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My heart may break and it might fall |
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She is mine and |
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I am hers through seasons all |
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Let's drive to town |
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Across the borderline |
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Her love is true music |
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And it radiates around |
