| Locking eyes, the waning glance, mistook chance
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| Of adding meaning to the words forever
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| Broken silence, defiance, misspoke turn
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| Will I see you again, if ever?
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| Come on and leave me here, I’m a vagabond though
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| Wandering the night alone
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| Right now you’re over there in the social club state
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| Pondering the why, why are we alone?
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| A little bit closer to finding the real you
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| A little bit closer to finding the truth
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| Stranger things have happened
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| Stronger men have answered
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| A little bit closer to loving you
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| Yet defying I’m lying if I didn’t tell you
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| You keep me up late at night
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| Is it alright if I call you «lover"even though we don’t know each other?
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| And probably never will
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| Would you stay with me, here in my dreams
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| If I promised you this heaven?
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| Would you take a chance on a make believe dance?
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| Close my eyes and we’re together
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| A little bit closer to finding the real you
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| A little bit closer to finding the truth
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| Stranger things have happened
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| Stronger men have answered
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| A little bit closer to finding the real you
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| A little bit closer to finding the truth
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| Stranger things have happened
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| Stronger men have answered
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| A little bit closer to loving you
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| A little bit closer to holding you
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| A little bit closer to knowing you
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| A little bit closer to touching you |