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A waltz when she walks in the room |
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She pulls back the hair from her face |
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She turns to the window |
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To sway in the moonlight |
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Even her shadow has grace |
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A waltz for the girl out of reach |
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She lifts her hands up to the sky |
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She moves with the music |
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The song is her lover |
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The melody's making her cry |
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So she dances |
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In and out of the crowd like a glance |
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This romance is from a-far |
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Calling me silently |
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A waltz for the chance I should take |
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But how will I know where to start? |
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She's spinning between |
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Constellations and dreams |
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Her rhythm is my beating heart |
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So she dances |
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In and out of the crowd like a glance |
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This romance is from a-far |
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Calling me silently |
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I can't keep on watching forever |
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I give up this view just to tell her |
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When I close my eyes, I can see |
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The spotlights are bright on you and me |
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We've got the floor |
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And you're in my arms |
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How could I ask for more? |
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So she dances |
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In and out of the crowd like a glance |
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This romance is from a-far |
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Calling me silently |
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I can't keep on watching forever |
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And I'm giving up this view just to tell her |
