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Well I come around every now again |
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And the lights are low in the flickering |
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There's a bit of paper torn to pieces on the floor |
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It's a lonely place cause no one comes here anymore |
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Do you believe in miracles |
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It's not an accident |
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do you believe in miracles; (oh, oh, oh) |
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This is all we get |
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Breathing you out, breathing you in |
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Laying you down, tucking you in |
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Nothing to do waiting for the sun to rise |
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There's a space in the clouds where the two of us can hide |
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Do you believe in miracles |
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It's not an accident |
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Do you believe in miracles; (oh, oh, oh) |
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This is all we get |
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Do you believe in miracles |
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It's not an accident |
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Do you believe in miracles; (oh, oh, oh) |
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cause it's all we get |
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This is all we get |
