| Leave the spoon-fed champions
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| Leave the lamp lit prose
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| Leave the endlessly distracting matinées
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| And say hello
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| Hello
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| Hello
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| What is the time when I can call you by your name?
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| I don’t know why it’s been so long
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| Alone, imagining nobody
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| Once in a while, well, I guess the planets align
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| And show me the one I am
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| I am the one who would love you
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| Seek the dusty lone shark
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| On the last frontier
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| Join the that looks flat
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| But reveals itself a sphere
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| As the wheel of inception steered years
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| What is the time when I can call you by your name?
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| I don’t know why it’s been so long
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| Alone, imagining nobody
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| Once in a while, well, I guess the planets align
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| And show me the one I am
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| I am the one who would love you
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| They say it’s ashes to ashes
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| Passion is passing
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| And we all will die alone
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| But while we’re here on the planet
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| Dancing on prairie
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| Why do we drink all to and what
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| What is the time when I can call you by your name?
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| I don’t know why it’s been so long
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| Alone, imagining nobody
|
| Once in a while, well, I guess the planets align
|
| And show me the one I am
|
| I am the one who would love you
|
| What is the time when I can call you by your name?
|
| I don’t know why it’s been so long
|
| Alone, imagining nobody
|
| Once in a while, well, I guess the planets align
|
| And show me the one I am
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| I am the one who would love you |