| All of my senses overthrown
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| By the might of your skin
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| And the lamplight on your cheek bone
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| Drawing me further in
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| No sentence I can speak
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| For the wonder so unique
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| Breaking like a wave upon the shore
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| Mercy me, I’m falling free
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| Since you opened up the door
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| See how the sky is made of sapphire
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| The colours flowing through our hands
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| The moon is fire in your hair
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| A million miles beyond what science understands
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| Smell that mountain heaven
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| I don’t remember ever
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| Feeling like this before
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| Mercy me, I’m falling free
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| Since you opened up the door
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| And if every window pane should shatter
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| If every wall should fall apart
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| Well it might hurt a bit
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| But would it matter
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| This diamond in my heart
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| There’s no need to nail it to the ground
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| There’s no need to smother it with sense
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| Just listen to the rhythm of your heart
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| That pounds and trust it all to chance
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| 'cause we’re standing face to face
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| With the Angel of grace
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| And don’t it just taste so pure
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| Mercy me, I’m falling free
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| Mercy me, I’m falling free
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| Mercy me, I’m falling free
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| Since you opened up the door |