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You me, me you, when will we be, |
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LOve goes on, no hurry, tell me, |
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That I know whatever has to be. |
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Since dreams have their reasons anyway |
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All the good love stories, have their glory |
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Yours the winds flowing on and on and on and on |
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And on and on |
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Let the winter winds of old |
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Take the water to the sea |
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As the maan turned into light |
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Like the forest of the west |
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They were caarrying the fire |
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Like the boats that sail the waves |
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In the gardens of belief |
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Meditate us turn the ky |
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For if trouble shares your tears |
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Rereturning once again and again and again and again |
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Rereturning once again and again and again and again |
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For the many to be sure |
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That's why children seem to know the reason why |
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True knowledge of believing is believing |
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I'll find a truth and then believe it to the end |
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It seems so easy as my life and I begin to know why |
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Are we to everything a play within a play. |