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In the international rumble |
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She takes a chance and comes to me |
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And falling through the cracks we tumble |
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Not far at all but enough to see |
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We've come to rest our backs against the rubble |
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Of a future in uncertainty |
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And I'm so glad you're here, she said |
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And I hate that you're here, she said |
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I wish I didn't, |
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I didn't need you so much |
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To be here |
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It's funny meeting anyone this way |
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But there she goes |
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Walking her last runway |
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The queen of |
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SarajevoWe communicate in broken |
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EnglishAnd nervous sighs and apprehension |
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As fascinated we are standing witness |
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No alcohol could quell the tension |
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No clever kind of joke or small talk in this |
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No fate denies our soul connection |
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And I'm so glad you're here, she said |
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And I hate that you're here, she said |
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I wish I didn't need you so much |
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To be here |
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It's funny meeting anyone this way |
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But there she goes |
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Walking her last runway |
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The queen of |
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SarajevoThey say that in the west the blues comes easy |
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And the night belongs to the one who plays |
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But it's the ancient souls that breathe them deeply |
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For the bluest heart is the one who stays |
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It's funny meeting anyone this way |
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But there she goes |
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Watch her walk her last runway |
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The queen of |
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SarajevoAnd it's so funny to be living this way |
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But it's time to go |
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Leave you standing on the runway |
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The queen of |
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Sarajevo, the queen of |
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Sarajevo |
