| Dear people i’ve
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| Seen something i
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| Can’t leave alone or give to chance
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| No matter how I try
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| Born from the knowledge of a girl
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| Thrown into the arms of man
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| The mother of necessity
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| The child of war…
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| So I feel it and I heed it
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| And I need it then I let it be done
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| Until I know it and I show it
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| And it grows until we both become one
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| The sound of the swiss bells
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| The promise of a young girl
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| Both falling softly on the white white hills
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| Versus a famous face
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| In the sheen of a cadillac
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| See you some other place
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| Man, I’m going back
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| To where I’m captured and caressed
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| And life’s undressed and left where living belongs
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| To where I feel it and it heals
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| And we’ve revealed until we both become one
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| I see the foot of the hill
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| Embrace the sky and then it’s easy
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| Forget framo and i
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| I wonder why and see the real me
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| I climb to the top of the tower
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| I see a shooting star
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| Reach out to touch it and it falls…
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| Alone
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| Now that her smile has stuck
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| I cannot go back to your frownland
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| Now that her sun is up
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| I cannot go back to your downland
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| Because I feel it and I need it
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| And I heed it and I let it be done
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| Until I know it and I show it
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| And it grows until we both become one
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| So bin your filas babe
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| Pull on your shoes
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| And scale the real heights
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| The gifts that goodness gave
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| Destroys the blues
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| And leave a lovelight
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| We climb to the top of the tower
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| We see a shooting star
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| Reach out to touch it and we fall…
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| As one |