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Grace |
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Cara Dillon |
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Every time you touch my face |
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Every time you touch my face |
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I feel your soul's amazing grace |
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Every time |
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Every time you touch my face |
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I'll try to love you tenderly |
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I'll try to love you tenderly |
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Loving you comes easily |
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I'll try to love you |
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I try to love you tenderly |
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Take my hand don't look back |
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Take my hand don't look back |
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We'll take a ride on the railroad track |
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Take my hand |
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Take my hand don't look back |
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We'll sing a song to the cities beat |
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Where the white sheets hang above the dusty streets |
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The songs we sing sound so sweet |
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We'll sing a song to the city's beat |
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I can tell that you need your sleep |
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I can tell that you need your sleep |
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We've been running round these lonley street |
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I can tell |
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I can tell that you need your sleep |
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How much time do you think we got |
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How much time do you think we got |
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We had a little now we hope for lots |
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Tell me |
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How much time do you think we got |
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Lets raise a glass to the ones we love |
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Raise a glass to the ones we love |
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spare a thought for the ones above |
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Raise a glass |
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Raise a glass |
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Raise a glass to the ones we love |
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Lets raise a glass to the ones we love |
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Raise a glass to the ones we love |
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spare a thought for the ones above |
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Raise a glass to the ones we love |