| Sitting alone with her head full of empty thoughts
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| Playing with time that she just doesn’t have
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| Dreaming that life is a stranger that brings you flowers
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| Praying the dream is as real as she feels it is
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| Dreams give you anything
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| Knowing that chance could bring you to the other side
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| Wanting her future there, feeling that love affaire
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| With the other side
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| Sista sista, better run, better fly
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| Better weather on the other side
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| Sista sista, stand up tall, don’t you ever fall
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| Sista sista, can’t you hear my call?
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| Over the bridge turning right at the stop sign
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| Lives a woman who thinks as you do
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| Watching the world through the glair of a tv-screen
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| Wondering what’s round the corner for you
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| I would give anything, hoping that chance could bring me
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| To the other side
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| Soon as my thoughts are clear, one day I’ll see you there
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| On the other side
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| Ooh, calling, calling
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| Sista sista sista sista sista
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| My sista
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| (repeat chorus till end) |