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Queen of Hearts (Savoie - France 1991) |
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Girl meets boy, boy meets girl |
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A new love born, together they're gonna change the world |
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Another two seats on the merry go round |
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Safe in the arms of a magical mystery |
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Meeting in their dreams she runs fingers right through your hair |
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Burning my fingertips with passion |
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And then came doubt, then came the fears |
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And as they grow, oh it starts to show |
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Pain in their hearts and watching her go |
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This is what becomes of the broken hearted |
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I always thought you were a |
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Judas anyway |
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Slipping through his fingers like sand |
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He was twenty one, she was seventeen |
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A princess of magic in his eyes if you know what |
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I mean And laughter, and in the dancing flames of misty haze |
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He would die a thousand times to travel of the golden shrine |
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A Prometheus in her eyes |
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A warrior of romance forever |
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My Queen of |
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Hearts And will |
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I search forever for my kindred spirit? |
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Two dancing ghosts that never can die |
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To search in my dreams by oceans and by rivers |
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Like two running streams that never can touch |
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And the pupils in your eyes are not as big as they used to be |
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Oh I never thought |
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I could feel so alien to you so fast |
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Why did you ever have to go? |
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And all this would be true |
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If I'd never met you |
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Crystal blue (2) ...a man could die out here... (UK 1991) |
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On rainy nights in |
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Xanadu A new face new place |
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A new sound |
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The world today is a changing place |
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Keep your door locked up and hide your face |
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Drowning in a whirlpool of |
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English pride |
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In dark old |
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England where the wheels of industry only just turn |
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And at night the stars come out |
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Walking through a strange town |
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Deep in the heart of nowhere in the middle of somebody's somewhere |
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I'd fly home, but where is home? |
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I feel like an alien |
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Be brave again |
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England be my safe haven |
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And at night if darkness should knock upon your door |
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And the whole wide world wakes up screaming in the night |
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That old problem child of the world today |
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The Middle |
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Eastern adolescent sulking it's way |
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Into the safety of the |
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Angel Isle |
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One day we'll wake if we wake up at all |
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And the world and his wife will come crashing through the door (3) |
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The Last Waltz (Glos - UK 1987) |
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Hang up your dancing shoes, hide in that secret place |
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Play that song of empty charm of empty time and space |
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You're a tired ballerina in a musical box |
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When the key unwinds you have to stop when the music stops |
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So you can find your way, |
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I'll leave a gaslight burning in the window |
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Do you remember, do you recall, the smell of school dining halls and backstreet brawls? |
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I was a twenty first century kid |
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Casanova With a lover's patch and freestyle charm we went arm in arm |
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I remember the autumn leaves |
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I remember those times |
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In cold October air kicking cans and buying time |
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I recall our old town, the place |
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I used to work |
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The boy just trying to throw some magic down upon the world |
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But you can't dance forever, the last waltz is over |
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And most of all as |
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I recall the final line upon her lips |