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Summer in the city where the air is still |
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A baby bein' born to the overkill |
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Well, who cares what people say? |
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We walk down love's motorway |
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Ambition and love, wearin' boxin' gloves |
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And singin' hearts and flowers |
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But somewhere in my heart |
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There is a star that shines for you |
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Silver splits the blue |
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Love will see it through |
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And somewhere in my heart |
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There is the will to set you free |
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All you've got to be is true |
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A star above the city in the northern chill |
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A baby bein' born to the overkill |
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No say, no place to go |
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A TV and a radio |
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Ambition and love, wearin' boxin' gloves |
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And singin' hearts and flowers |
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But somewhere in my heart |
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There is a star that shines for you |
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Silver splits the blue |
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Love will see it through |
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And somewhere in my heart |
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There is the will to set you free |
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And all you've got to be is true |
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Who could heal what's never been as one? |
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And our hearts have been torn |
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Since the day we were born |
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Just like anyone |
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From Westwood to Hollywood |
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The one thing that's understood |
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Is that you can't buy time but you can sell your soul |
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And the closest thing to heaven is to rock and roll |
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And somewhere in my heart |
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There is a star that shines for you |
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Silver splits the blue |
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Love will see it through |
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And somewhere in my heart |
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There is the will to set you free |
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All you've got to be is true |
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Somewhere in my heart |
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There is a star that shines for you |
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Silver splits the blue |
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Love will see it through |
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And somewhere in my heart |
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There is the will to set you free |
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All you've got to be is true |