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Dear people, I've seen something |
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I can't leave alone or give to chance |
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No matter how I try |
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Born from the knowledge of a girl |
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Thrown into the arms of man |
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The mother of necessity |
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The child of war |
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So I feel it and I need it |
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And I heed it then I let it be done |
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Until I know it and I show it |
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And it grows until we both become one |
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The sound of the swiss bells |
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The promise of a young girl |
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Both falling softly on the white, white hills |
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Versus a famous face |
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In the sheen of a Cadillac |
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See you some other place |
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Man, I'm going back |
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To where I'm captured and caressed |
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And life's undressed and left where living belongs |
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To where I feel it and it heals |
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And we've revealed until we both become one |
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I see the foot of the hill |
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Embrace the sky and then it's easy |
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(It's easy) |
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Forget framo and I |
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I wonder why and see the real me |
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(It's easy) |
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I climb to the top of the tower |
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I see a shooting star |
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Reach out to touch it and it falls |
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Alone |
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Now that her smile has stuck |
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I cannot go back to your frown land |
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Now that her sun is up |
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I cannot go back to your downland |
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Because I feel it and I need it |
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And I heed it and I let it be done |
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Until I know it and I show it |
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And it grows until we just become one |
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So bin your filas, babe |
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Pull on your shoes |
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And scale the real heights |
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(It's easy) |
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The gifts that goodness gave |
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Destroy the blues |
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And leave a love light |
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(It's everything) |
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We climb to the top of the tower |
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We see a shooting star |
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Reach out to touch it and we fall |
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As one |
