| Thinking about all the ways to connect me to your world
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| Not enough, to replace, all the details on mind cold
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| Like a bad, when the spring has come too early, and I wait
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| For the summer,
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| I try to deny that is something more, that I need
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| Not just an echo
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| I need to get that high that I felt before
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| And the greed, just won’t let go Your body is like music, baby
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| I wanna play it again
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| Your body is like music, baby
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| I only feel it when
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| Our bodies making music baby
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| I wanna do it again
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| Your body is like music, baby
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| I only hear it when we are as one
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| Soul to the skin, as I run from my patience wearing thin
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| But my heart has begun a revolution deep within
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| So I know, but I have to find a way to your embrace
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| Once again
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| I try to deny that is something more, that I need
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| Not just an echo
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| I need to get that high that I felt before
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| And the greed, just won’t let go Your body is like music, baby
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| I wanna play it again
|
| Your body is like music, baby
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| I only feel it when
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| Our bodies making music baby
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| I wanna do it again
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| Your body is like music, baby
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| I only hear it when we are as one
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| Your body is like music, baby
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| I wanna play it again
|
| Your body is like music, baby
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| I only feel it when
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| Our bodies making music baby
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| I wanna do it again
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| Your body is like music, baby
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| I only hear it when we are as one |