| I am a poet in New York City
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| You can see your face in my shoes
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| I’m young and I’m alive
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| I’ve got nothin' to lose
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| A dream, a book, a lie, a kiss
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| There’s so much to resist
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| And then I find you
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| I am fire, you are water
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| And nothing we can do
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| I’ll walk into the room and light your fuse, yeah
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| Love is a revolution
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| War and famine too
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| Feed the hunger in your heart
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| Let somebody love you
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| Let somebody love you
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| Now I’m in the wilderness
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| Somewhere in the heart of Spain
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| You flight it up with a smile, said, «Sing it again»
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| A dream, a book, a lie, a kiss
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| There’s so much to resist
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| And then I find you
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| I am fire, you are water
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| And nothing we can do
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| I’ll walk into the room and light your fuse, yeah
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| Love is a revolution
|
| War and famine too
|
| Feed the hunger in your heart
|
| Let somebody love you
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| Let somebody love you
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| Live on the record, a boy or a girl in your head
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| Could it be something you did?
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| Or somethin' I said?
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| Live on the record, a boy or a girl in your head, yeah
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| When the two seven’s come together
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| I’m gonna love you forever and ever
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| I am fire, you are water
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| And nothing we can do
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| I’ll walk into the room and light your fuse, yeah
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| Love is a revolution
|
| War and famine too
|
| Feed the hunger in your heart
|
| Let somebody love you
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| Gotta let somebody love you
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| (Let somebody love you)
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| A dream, a lie
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| A book or a kiss (Let somebody love you)
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| So much to resist, yeah, (Let somebody love you)
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| Gotta let someone love you (Let somebody love you)
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| Need to let somebody love you (Let somebody love you) |