| Woke up at her place, tired and yawning
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| Looked out a window on a, perfect morning, there’s a
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| Sailing boat, in the square
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| Just like me, wondering how it got there
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| Stood by her bed, and I, watched her sleeping
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| Through her scattered clothes, I go creeping
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| And I’m wondering
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| What the hell am I, so afraid of?
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| This is the beginning of something wonderful
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| This is the beginning of something magical
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| This is the beginning of something wonderful
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| This is the beginning of something wonderful
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| This is the beginning of something magical
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| And all it gives, and all it takes away
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| Woke up at her place, early evening
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| She floats towards me and I’m, barely breathing, there’s a
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| Ray of sun, in her hair
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| Just like me, wondering how it got there
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| Stand on the ledge, and I, walk out on the air
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| I could die here and I, really wouldn’t care
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| I’m dropping in, I’m dropping out
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| I’m calling in, I’m calling out
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| This is the beginning of something wonderful
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| This is the beginning of something magical
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| This is the beginning of something wonderful
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| This is the beginning of something wonderful
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| This is the beginning of something magical
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| And all it gives, and all it takes away
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| Dry docked and landlocked
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| What the hell am I, so afraid of? |