| Summer in the city where the air is still
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| A baby bein' born to the overkill
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| Well, who cares what people say?
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| We walk down love’s motorway
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| Ambition and love, wearin' boxin' gloves
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| And singin' hearts and flowers
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| But somewhere in my heart
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| There is a star that shines for you
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| Silver splits the blue
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| Love will see it through
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| And somewhere in my heart
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| There is the will to set you free
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| All you’ve got to be is true
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| A star above the city in the northern chill
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| A baby bein' born to the overkill
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| No say, no place to go
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| A TV and a radio
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| Ambition and love, wearin' boxin' gloves
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| And singin' hearts and flowers
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| But somewhere in my heart
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| There is a star that shines for you
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| Silver splits the blue
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| Love will see it through
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| And somewhere in my heart
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| There is the will to set you free
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| And all you’ve got to be is true
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| Who could heal what’s never been as one?
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| And our hearts have been torn
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| Since the day we were born
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| Just like anyone
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| From Westwood to Hollywood
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| The one thing that’s understood
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| Is that you can’t buy time but you can sell your soul
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| And the closest thing to heaven is to rock and roll
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| And somewhere in my heart
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| There is a star that shines for you
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| Silver splits the blue
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| Love will see it through
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| And somewhere in my heart
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| There is the will to set you free
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| All you’ve got to be is true
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| Somewhere in my heart
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| There is a star that shines for you
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| Silver splits the blue
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| Love will see it through
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| And somewhere in my heart
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| There is the will to set you free
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| All you’ve got to be is true |