| The world seems to change us
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| Turn us into harder people
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| And we are giving up or we are giving in
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| Time seems to keep us
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| Apart like perfect strangers
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| Stranger and stranger to ourselves
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| How can we tell it is real?
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| Yeah, we kiss, but just to kiss, without the soul
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| We are eye to eye, what do we see?
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| What do we know?
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| Yeah, we touch, but just to touch, without the feel
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| We speak of love, what do we mean?
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on to the innocence
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| Hold on, hold on tight
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| The dream seems to linger
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| Sometimes I almost taste it
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| It's all that's left, all that's true
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| I need to remember
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| Something more than just a memory
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| What I need is all of you
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| How can we tell it's real?
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| Yeah, it's real as any bullet to the brain
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| As real as any summer dawn
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| What do we know?
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| Life's just a breath we take and carelessly let go
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| We won't know it's gone until it's gone
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on to the innocence
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| Hold on, hold on tight
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| We were greater than ourselves
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| When we gave without taking
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| When felt without thinking
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| When we smiled without faking
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| Heart to heart and skin to skin
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on to the innocence
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| Hold on, hold on tight
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on to the innocence
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| Hold on with all your might |