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All is quiet on New Year's Day, |
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A world in white gets underway, |
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And I want to be with you, |
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Be with you night and day. |
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Nothing changes on New Year's Day. |
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I will be with you again. |
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I will be with you again. |
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Under a blood-red sky |
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A crowd has gathered in black and white. |
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Arms entwined, the chosen few, |
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Newspapers say, it says it's true. |
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And we can break through, |
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though torn in two we can be one. |
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I will begin again, I will begin again. |
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Oh and maybe the time is right, |
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Oh maybe tonight. |
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I will be with you again. |
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I will be with you again. |
