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I close my eyes |
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And dream of a place |
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I used to go |
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A perfect world |
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Only as a child |
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I know Shaky walls and lookout holes |
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A dirty floor, our own lil hideaway |
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Yeah, I dream away |
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So far away |
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Take me there |
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Back to Shangrila |
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And I'll meet you there |
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Warm in Shangrila |
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Sometimes |
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I hear All the voices from those single years |
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Sometimes |
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I see Ever since there used to be |
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Sometimes it hurts so bad |
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I can taste the tears of the memories |
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Yeah, I dream away |
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So far away |
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Take me there |
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Back to Shangrila |
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And I'll meet you there |
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Warm in Shangrila |
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All the times when |
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I'm alone |
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I think of all that's come and gone |
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Oh, and how |
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I miss the days |
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Through all the laughter and the tears |
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That was shed through all the years |
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In my hands they slip away |
