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If she lived in space, man |
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I'd build a plane |
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Out of luck so beam me up |
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To hear her talking again |
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She painted pictures |
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That never dried |
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Always tried to keep the feeling alive |
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Need a crystal ball to see her in the morning |
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And magic eyes to read between the lines. |
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I take a wrong direction |
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From a shooting star |
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In the love dimension |
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Fading fast from taking this too far |
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That summer feeling is gonna fly |
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Always try and keep the feeling inside |
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Need a crystal ball to see her in the morning |
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And magic eyes to read between the lines |
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I took a wrong direction |
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From a shooting star |
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In the love dimension |
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Fading fast from taking this to far |
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Need a magic ball to see her in the morning |
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And crystal eyes to read between the lines |
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Need a magic ball to see her in the morning |
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And crystal eyes to read between the lines |
