| My love is like footsteps in this snow, baby
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| I follow you everywhere you go, baby
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| The palest light has come to wake you
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| But you will never realize
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| That I inspire the dreams that guide you, baby
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| I follow the winds that bring the cold, baby
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| I’ll light a fire in your soul, baby
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| The lightest touch of feathers falling
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| My love may be invisible
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| But I inspire the dreams that guide you, baby
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| You’re a half a world away
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| But in my mind I whisper every single word you say
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| And before you sleep at night
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| You pray to me, your lucky star
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| Your singing satellite
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| Your singing satellite, your satellite
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| Your singing satellite
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| You’re half a world away
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| I’m stealing time from my own life
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| All the hours that God sends
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| I’m flying high on my red-eye
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| And winding down the window
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| My future is a Valentine
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| Stolen in the perfect crime
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| And I know I’m living out of line
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| But with a blazing smile I’ll die
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| You’re a half a world away
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| But in my mind I whisper every single word you say
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| And before you sleep at night
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| You pray to me, your lucky star
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| Your singing satellite |