| Two pieces of one kind we live our separated life’s
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| One hundred miles are not so far away
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| In spite the map of our world
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| A planet with so many good intensions
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| The thunder disturbs the calm a tidal wave so strong
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| What can we do, when we ask our self why we try
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| The winter is closing in
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| Invisible frost tears on my skin
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| On the magic dreams we live, when the distance tear us apart
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| Like in a fairy tale we fly away into the night
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| And when the winter is done you’ll be back in my arms
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| Like in a fairy tale we fly away into the night
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| And when the winter is done you’ll be back in my arms
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| My arms… my arms…
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| Growing strong by being alone
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| Knowing that you’ll soon me home
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| Then nothing on Earth can manage to tear us apart
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| And a garden in blossom will wipe the tears from our eyes
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| Like in a fairy tale we fly into the night
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| The thunder disturbs the calm a tidal wave so strong
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| What can we do, when we ask our self why we try
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| The winter is closing in
|
| Invisible frost tears on my skin
|
| On the magic dreams we live, when the distance tear us apart
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| The thunder disturbs the calm a tidal wave so strong
|
| What can we do, when we ask our self why we try
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| The winter is closing in
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| Invisible frost tears on my skin
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| On the magic dreams we live, when the distance tear us apart
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| Like in a fairy tale we fly away into the night |