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Siberia |
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Lights |
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From the busy parks |
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To the icy tides |
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Some day we'll decide |
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Where we want to live out our lives |
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Form out into sparks |
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Tumbling along |
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Keeping the heat on |
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Even though summer's coming on |
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I would sail across the east sea |
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Just to see you on the far side |
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Where the wind is cold and empty |
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There you'll be to take me inside |
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We'll find ways to fill the empty |
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Far from all the hysteria |
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I don't care if we suddenly |
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Find ourselves in Siberia |
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Siberia |
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Inside a street car |
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We're on a mountain trail |
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Details, details |
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You breathe in when I exhale |
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No matter where we are |
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Or which way the wind blows |
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Or how heavy the snow |
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Nothing can change where we will go |
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I would sail across the east sea |
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Just to see you on the far side |
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Where the wind is cold and empty |
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There you'll be to take me inside |
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We'll find ways to fill the empty |
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Far from all the hysteria |
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I don't care if we suddenly |
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Find ourselves in Siberia |
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Siberia |
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We'll leave Canada |
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Siberia |
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I would sail across the east sea |
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Just to see you on the far side |
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Where the wind is cold and empty |
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There you'll be to take me inside |
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We'll find ways to fill the empty |
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Far from all the hysteria |
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I don't care if we suddenly |
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Find ourselves in Siberia |
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Siberia |
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We'll leave Canada |
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Siberia |
