| With the breaking of the dawn
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| I will peek beyond the glass
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| ThereЂ™s an endless stretch of blue below
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| An ocean cold and vast
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| I am traveling again
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| Between the heavens and the clouds
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| Reaching out, turning a vision
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| Into a future, strong and proud
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| But I say, oh, thereЂ™s nothing more I desire
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| Than to spend my life with you
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| Setting me gently on fire.
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| WeЂ™re a very special two
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| Only you can understand
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| Walking parallel, on separate paths,
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| But always holding hands.
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| As we lay our yellow bricks
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| On the road to something better
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| Can we find a point of meeting
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| And continue on together?
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| And I say, oh, — thereЂ™s nothing more I desire
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| Than to spend my life with you
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| Setting me gently on fire. |