| I saw the sunrise deep in hell,
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| I saw heaven in the cell,
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| I saw the touch, I saw the smell, well, well.
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| I saw the neverending sea,
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| I saw the mountains of liberty,
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| I didn’t see you and I did not see me.
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| But I’m still looking for someone,
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| Someone that’s larger than life,
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| Something that’s sharp,
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| Sharp as the knife.
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| I saw the sunrise deep in hell
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| And it grows and it grows.
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| First signals of love,
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| I say well, I say well.
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| I saw the sunrise deep in hell.
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| I saw the wild, wild beasts,
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| I saw them run away or run at least.
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| I saw the lovers and I saw the priest.
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| But I’m still looking for someone
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| Someone that’s larger than life.
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| Something that’s sharp,
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| Sharp as the knife.
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| I saw the sunrise deep in hell
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| And it grows and it grows.
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| First signals of love,
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| I say well, i say well.
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| I saw the sunrise deep in hell. |