| Did I disappoint you
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| My hands before my eyes
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| With open sky
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| I’m at my weakest point, too
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| You said the youth was wise
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| But youth’s wise
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| I’m in a sweet unrest here
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| We can all those nights
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| You sometimes find it gets you down
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| But beauty, she possessed it
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| It hit me deep inside, so deep inside
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| Be the kiss that cuts through the bone
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| Given this old heart made of stone
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| I think you’ll find
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| I’m alright under the sun again
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| I’m alright under the sun again
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| A far cry, but no one
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| Got me on my feet
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| I walk the streets
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| And my mind pulls me backwards
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| In search of something real
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| I need to feel
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| Be the kiss that cuts through the bone
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| Given this old heart made of stone
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| I think you’ll find
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| I’m alright under the sun again
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| I’m alright under the sun again
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| A kiss, a cure, a cold
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| Waiting for the night you sleep alone
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| Falling for the kiss, a cure, the cold
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| Waiting for the night you sleep alone
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| Falling for the kiss, a cure, the cold
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| Waiting for the night you sleep alone
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| Falling for the kiss, a cure, the cold
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| Waiting for the night you sleep alone
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| Falling for the kiss, a cure, the cold
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| Waiting for the night you sleep alone
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| Falling for the kiss, a cure, the cold
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| Waiting for the night you sleep alone
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| Falling for the kiss, a cure, the cold
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| Waiting for the night you sleep alone
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| Be the kiss that cuts through the bone
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| Given this old heart made of stone
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| I think you’ll find
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| I’m alright under the sun again
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| I’m alright under the sun again
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| I’m alright under the sun again
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| I’m alright under the sun again |