| Throw away your glasses, need to see your eyes
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| Don’t tell my «no time», don’t tell me no lies
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| I know you did talk before, about friendship and past
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| It’s not the place!
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| Don’t swear it will last
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| First thing I remember, the last I will forget
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| Don’t put your mind in things you will hate
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| Let your heart speak
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| Things you trust in can’t be cheap
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| As the play with me
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| Don’t forget the heat of the sunlight
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| The smell of fresh grass
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| Don’t let a hole in your life obscure your soul
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| Don’t forget the moonshine on the heights
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| The sound of country bells
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| Don’t let the hole in your life obscure your soul
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| Your breath is mine and mine is yours
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| The dreams you live for, as kind colours, are played by it
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| You try to reach the top of the hill: there’s more to teach!
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| Your breath is mine and mine is yours
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| The dreams you live for, as kind colours, are played by it
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| You try to reach the top of the hill: there’s more to teach!
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| Your breath is mine and mine is yours
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| The dreams you live for, as kind colours, are played by it
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| You try to reach the top of the hill: there’s more to teach!
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| Don’t forget the heat of the sunlight
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| Don’t let all in your life obscure your soul
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| Don’t forget the moonshine on the heights
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| Don’t let all obscure your soul
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| Let your heart speak
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| Things you trust in
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| Can’t be cheap
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| As the play with me!
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| Day after day, grain after grain
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| the sand slips through your fingers,
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| while you uselessly try to stop it.
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| Meanwhile you don’t realize
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| that behind your back still shines the sun! |