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Chris Rea |
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On The Beach |
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Giverny |
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Deep inside these old dusty walls |
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There's a sacred heart, i'd know this garden anywhere |
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She was warm, she was deep summertime |
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She was love itself and she was standing there |
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Standing close, so close to me |
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I closed my eyes and i could see |
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Giverny |
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And in this strange and holy place |
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I looked for love and found it everywhere |
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It was what you saw she came to see |
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Because of you she was standing there |
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Giverny |
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Books may burn and rain may fall |
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But what is here i know will last forever more |
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Colours change, there are no defines |
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She was love itself and i thank you for giving me |
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Giverny |
