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Walking through a red light |
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staring at the ground I fell over you |
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you caught me with my guard down |
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but I felt safe and sound right there with you |
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my heart was wide open |
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and as I crashed into you I learned that |
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Some signs are made, while some are sent |
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to me you're just a perfect accident |
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I could not have planned, or understand |
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you were just the perfect accident |
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walking under ladders |
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doesn't really matter anymore |
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with all the luck in this world |
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I've finally found what I've been looking for |
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now my eyes are wide open |
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and when I'm looking at you I know that |
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Some signs are made, while some are sent |
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to me you're just a perfect accident |
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I could not have planned, or understand |
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you were just the perfect accident |
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The more I try |
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the less I find |
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but with a little time |
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good things come to those who wait |
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my heart was wide open |
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and as I crashed into you I learned that |
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Some signs are made, while some are sent |
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to me you're just a perfect accident |
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I could not have planned, or understand |
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you were just the perfect accident |
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Oh, to me you're just a perfect accident |
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Oh-ohh, you're just a perfect accident |
