| The wind blew and her hair stood still
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| He sits beneath her window still…
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| She awaits the magic in his hands
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| He walks her out into the night
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| And takes her in a different light
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| Her eyes divert to the water beneath his feet
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| Oh, the water beneath his feet
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| Oh, the water beneath his feet
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| Boy wakes up and runs outside
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| To find that all his fears have died
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| And all the shells are laying on the sand
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| She kicks a rock along that road
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| And stood still while the story was told
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| Do you believe in me he said, can you believe in me…
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| Oh, you believe in me
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| Oh, you believe in me
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| The wind blew and her hair stood still
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| He sits beneath her window still…
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| She awaits the magic in his hands
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| He walks her out into the night
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| And takes her in a different light
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| Her eyes divert to the water beneath his feet
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| Oh, the water beneath his feet
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| Oh, the water beneath his feet
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| Oh, you believe in me
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| Oh, you believe in me |