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First, when there's nothing but a slow glowing dream |
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That your fear seems to hide deep inside your mind |
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All alone I have cried, silent tears full of pride |
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In a world made of steel, made of stone |
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Well, I hear the music close my eyes, feel the rhythm |
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Wrap around, take a hold of my heart |
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What a feeling, being's believin' |
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I can have it all, now I'm dancing for my life |
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Take your passion and make it happen |
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Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life |
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Now, I hear the music, close my eyes, I am rhythm |
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In a flash it takes hold of my heart |
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What a feeling, being's believin' |
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I can have it all, now I'm dancing for my life |
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Take your passion and make it happen |
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Pictures come alive, now I'm dancing through my life |
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What a feeling |
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What a feeling |
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(I am music now) |
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Being's believin' |
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(I am rhythm now) |
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Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life |
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What a feeling |
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(I can really have it all) |
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What a feeling |
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(Pictures come alive when I call) |
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I can have it all |
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(I can really have it all) |
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Have it all |
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(Pictures come alive when I call) |
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Call, call, call, call, what a feeling |
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(I can have it all) |
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Being's believin' |
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(Being's believin') |
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Take your passion, make it happen |
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(Make it happen) |
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What a feeling |
