| We go down to a foreign land
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| Dive through the clouds
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| You hold the guided light in your hands
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| This must be all that there is
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| Times don’t come much more beautiful
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| You can show me places that my eyes have never seen
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| I’m following you, where are you taking me to?
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| You could be my angel who just walks out of a dream
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| I’m following you, where are you taking me to?
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| I have all faith in you
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| And these tenderest moments
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| We circle low
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| Embrace the night as she draws us in
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| A holy shroud, a veil to hide our tenderest moments
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| This must be all that there is
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| Times don’t come much more beautiful
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| You can show me places that my eyes have never seen
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| I’m following you, where are you taking me to?
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| You could be my angel who just walks out of a dream
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| I’m following you, where are you taking me to?
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| I have all faith in you
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| And these tenderest moments
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| This must be all that there is
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| Times don’t come much more beautiful
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| You can show me places that my eyes have never seen
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| I’m following you, where are you taking me to?
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| You could be my angel who just walks out of a dream
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| I’m following you, where are you taking me to?
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| I have all faith in you
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| And these tenderest moments |